All my life I’ve been chained
I’ve to be set free
Everything has changed
It sure is strange
I have no name
I have no home
Between the planes, I float
Where do I roam
What has come to pass
I can not say
The Gods, the Goddess
They pull and twist in directions opposite
Obfuscate and confuse
With riddles and rhymes
Know thyself is a battlefield
Of gore, fire, strength, and weakness
By Kaylus the Grey 2016