Dystopian dreams
A world beyond
Tales from the Abyss
When I sleep
My mind wanders
To a world
Beyond the
Very fabric
Of time
Itself
Narrow aisles
Pave their way through
Fractal forms
Claustrophobic
All-embracing
Giving way to
Those who seek the truth
I saw the end of our cosmos
Like countless others
All matter dissolving
All that we know
All that exists
Torn apart, ripped into pieces
A world beyond the fabric of time
I witnessed
The silent dance
Of black holes
Echoing a
Fading mantra
Surrounded by
Colors of emptiness
In deep darkness
They found me
Scavengers of souls
Reapers of minds
Playing on strings
That form the
Multiverse
Truthseeker
Afraid of myself
Believer
In fear of what I will become
Their tales I
Could not ignore
Their offer I
Could not reject
All I ask for
Is knowledge
But it's too much to bear
For only
A glimpse
Of the truth
Is enough
To shatter
Even the bravests
Of all hearts
Truthseeker
Afraid of myself
Believer
In fear of what I have become
From the abyss to worlds beyond
At the edge of collapse
Towards the gates of insanity
A shelter I found for myself
Where I begin to disappear
To become one with the skies
In so many ways and countless forms
My mind is lost to the night
I can see colors in music
And feel the voice of the rain
I never left this unearthly dream
A part of me remained
In every moment, even now
I can hear them calling out
Offering me their sacred truth
Like a poisoned fruit
They know, I cannot reject