through which i rise to godhood

relies on fear

fear of time

fear of chaos

fearing to make it mine

opposite of what i know

this is peace this is

what lies below

what i pray for

who i pray to

the gate and the door

seeking it here and there

never finding it

never knowing where

i'll land on those shores

leaving the fear

at death's door

consumed whole

my peace is found

as chaos takes its toll

exhausted i fall

into the vortex

destroyed by the call

to end the sorrow

that is existence