A dimension of nothing.
Here where the void is born.
Enshrouded in hollows’ arms.
Here where the darkness takes its form.
A place where moments last like infinity.
Here where the only sounds are whispers of your conscience telling you to let go.
Telling you that you must succumb.
Let sanity drip away through the cracks of your mind.
May madness prevail there is no hope in here to be found.
Void parasitizes on your perception.
Entwined in a collapsing state.
n aesthema so surreal nothing can open up the gate.
Inverted salvation in darkness finding rest.
Dwelling carelessly in the mouth of doom.
Lay calm here in the serpent’s nest.
Make your home in the heart of solitude.
I feel so abandoned nothing that could bring me joy love frozen in the tomb of time the gates are forever closed.
Stripped away from any glimpse of compassion.
Imprisoned in these vaults I cry for freedom.
The walls are closing in there is no escape from here.