Blue Carpet Abyss
standing on the spawn-point, the blue carpet abyss,
silence all around me, surrounded by loneliness,
they encircle my body, but they’re really just sleeping,
now my soul has been bound, it is theirs for the reaping.
i can do nothing as you walk slowly into the flames,
you turn your head and whisper softly that ‘this isn’t a game’,
i follow to find you gone, perhaps there is no such thing,
and so the light fades out and the darkness sets in.
many have come before me, now am i all that is left?
just lost souls in a time capsule, all else is bereft,
i found the children’s bodies in the hollow trees,
with the weight of the world, i drop to my knees.
still searching for you in a place time has forsaken,
hours of lonely wandering seemingly mistaken,
senses foreboding that something more is amiss,
for at the end there is nothing, i stare back into the abyss.