Song of Sorrow

[sathor]

Nothing can save me.
My home is not here,
Though I do not know where.

In the end, the gods say,
In the end I will go there.
But it is so hard to live,
In a world I cannot bear.
I wish that the void within was filled,
Yet I know here it cannot be,
My life is but a drifting dream,
And in the end I will not see,
I will not breathe,
But I will be where I belong.
A world in which the void is filled,
And the faeries sing their song.

Oh, How I miss their song.