What's a universe without its creator?
Without its goddess?
Without a mother to sit next to it while it cries from collisions, starbursts, and cloudy skies.
Oh, what's in a mother?And maybe the reason why I love you
is because you created me in a past life.
While you played God, you crafted me.
And ever since then, I've been grateful.So grateful to the mother that created me;
So grateful to that goddess that made me.
Beyond grateful that my soul was of use to it.
Beyond grateful that my soul was once a whole universe.And soon you grew tired of my complex form.
You grew bored of me.
You simply hated my easily-bendable creatures and planets and solar beams.
Oh, what's the fun in that?And maybe the reason you left me behind
is because you were a goddess in your past life.
While you played God, you crafted me.
And ever since then, you've hated me.So hateful of the child that was no use.
So hateful of the kid that was no muse.
Beyond hateful that your skills weren't reliable;
Beyond hateful that your universe had failed.And now, I've come to see you again.
Again in a disgusting, mortal form.
And I know we weren't meant to be,
but goddammit, I'm forever grateful to you, baby.And even though we're separated,
because you said you couldn't take it,
I wonder if you sleep alone.
My goddess and its thoughts.And even if I contemplate it,
I just remember how you hated
how uncomfortable I made you.
My goddess and its thoughts.I wonder if you hated me,
growing tired from all my pleas.
I'm sorry if I angered you.
My goddess and its thoughts.Hopefully, I'll find you later.
Perhaps as another creator.
And I'll apologize for all I've done.
My goddess and its thoughts.If only I could heal time.
And maybe mend space.
If only gods would listen.
Listen beyond faith.If only light could glisten.
Shine bright through the void.
If only gods would listen.
Listen beyond faith.And even though it's been weeks
since you went ahead and left me,
I still imagine holding you.
A universe--long lost.I went ahead and just deleted
every memory we ever created.
Two years--all completely gone.
A universe--long lost.I wonder if I really loved you,
as I've never loved before.
Perhaps I just hated you less.
A universe--long lost.You won't ever wanna see me.
Any way, shape, or form--baby.
I can't believe I did this to you.
A universe--long lost.If only gods could heal time.
And maybe mend space.
If only worlds would listen.
Listen beyond faith.If only light could glisten.
Shine bright through the void.
If only worlds would listen.
Listen beyond faith.
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Lotuslands All Die (A Collection)
Historia CortaJust as the title says, this booklet is a collection of poems and short stories I have written and wish to publish to my devoted followers. Please comment or let me know how you felt about any of my works--it is greatly appreciated!