At the edge of a wild, dark, and gloomy forest,
A melancholy trail leads to where death rests.
Beyond our realm, lurking in the eery woods,
Lies a foreign nature truly misunderstood.

Within the shadows, a dim light illuminates,
To an unknown world that may fascinate.
Eternal darkness, where a vale of doom looms,
A deep abyss with the scent of old perfume.

Another dimension, amongst the walking dead,
Shows a strange path laid for only them to tread.
Tainted souls taking their life treasures to unload,
Their recorded actions lead to their humble abode.

Buried dusty carcasses and scattered bones,
With haunting names etched into stone.
Hidden secrets beneath their exposed ribcages,
Where forgotten untold stories ache to engage.

A just multiverse exists that fades into opacity,
This is beyond the levels of human capacity.
An inevitable fate lies within these old coffins,
For the lonely and departed forever abode therein.

© Fanaa