Mystic Reveries of the Abyss

In depths unfathomed, dark and deep,
Where ancient secrets softly sleep,
I drift in thought’s ethereal haze,
Lost in the abyss’s endless maze.

Shadows dance on cavern walls,
Echoing primordial calls,
Of creatures long since turned to stone,
Their whispers chill me to the bone.

Bioluminescent dreams ignite,
Painting the void with ghostly light,
Revealing shapes both strange and fair,
Of life that thrives without the air.

Pressure builds, a crushing weight,
As I descend to meet my fate,
Yet in this realm of endless night,
My spirit soars in boundless flight.

Time dissolves like seafoam lace,
In this timeless, ageless place,
Where moments stretch to eons long,
And silence sings its siren song.

Abyssal plains stretch far and wide,
Where eldritch horrors gently glide,
Their forms defy my mortal mind,
Leaving reason far behind.

In trenches deep, where none have trod,
I glimpse the face of some dark god,
Its eyes, like black holes, pull me in,
To realms where nightmares first begin.