Into Deep by Radiarc

Further and further within, I delve and fall into understanding, the waves intertwining with the contours of this desolate place, breathing as I do, as I am compelled. Inward and truly, I am immersed in a miasma of frayed self, a shroud of melancholy emanating throughout my existence, singing bittersweet songs of denouement and ending. Blindness, but beyond, I know. She is here.

As once before, in many forms, nature shifting in phase through all perception, an understanding I face with darkened eyes. Wild, overwhelming truth, transcending my being entirely. I am horrendous, imperfect, yet I am fixated. From bleeding eyes, I shake, coursing with despair, voices within divide the self with calls of catharsis. I witness, and I fall.

Breathe. She is still as I delve, my eyes shut in contemplation. We are before one another, but there is no connection, the abstract forever shifting, forever obscuring. There, she remains, though for all I know, it amounts to nothing, and continually, I go further, all surpassing me. I hold. Breathe, and with every breath, her presence grows, intensifying, ethereal chaos writhing, never unveiling. In depth, I search, I see, but mere tangents and whispers reveal themselves, swift, shimmering lights in an abyss of thought. In sparks of revelation, I find hope, and my form corrodes steadily, becoming one with this world apart from all. I will be torn, but she remains, and so must I.

Quell, breathe. There is little left but time to pass, though with every moment, I feel myself fading. I stand regardless. Into deep, I've cast away many things, but for all there is, all this is, I am here. Corruption, loathing. Chaos, confusion, ignorance, and I will hold. There isn't much else that can be done, but it is the hope I have, and all the will I need. May this tree bear good fruit, for all the time it has left. Monsters walk every plane, should the vessel allow.

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