Nonexistence

Dreams come alive Nonexistent, I am void Black curtains, now weightless Ill fade away Without sight Not a whisper in the wind The darkest thoughts The truest words The realest sense drowned in a world of illusion Amidst the grey and toil We have become Body of the sun The spectral breath In the astral sea Amidst the grey and toil

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 08, 2026