And at the end of his journey he wept for there were no more worlds to conquer

How weary have we become
Weary of this rotting shell of its stench
Of the endless screams
Tired of the little tastes of death while I live
Of the little tastes of life while I die
Sick of repeating the same name over and over
A prayer a curse
Of staring ahead when I want to weep in agony
Rend my eyes from their sockets for they deceive me with false hope
Where once was light now darkness falls
Where once was love, love is no more
Hearts blood like rain falling softly on the sand
As death my friend comes for me
Guiding me along the way
Walking eternity’s edge
His touch is cold and his eyes hard
His words are toneless
He pushes me from the edge
And falling through the endlessness
Drifting through the very fabric of eternity and existence
I remember who I am why I am
I stop and open my eyes
Death pulls me back from the edge
He speaks in the language of one eternal
And sends me back
To wait to wonder to wander the mundane
Until it is time for us to meet again