Prose – Faith of the Void


– Faith of the Void –

I built my Gods from the essence of the void.
Those Gods are my history,
and one day they shall return me to its fold.
My faith is the foundation of me.
Those Gods are the pillars of my stability.
Now that they have all but deserted me,
I must begin to deconsecrate the dependency
on all of my most scared spaces,
I must hold onto my faith even more tightly,
as my house burns to ashes around me.