Nocturnus

Enter, into what, you think, is not real
An entity, appears before thee
To reveal, the end of evrything
The mind bends and warps a twisted contortion
Of pain, and complete emptiness
Sanity abandoned as madness becomes the pillars of reality
Edge of darkness
Peering in we seek a glimpse
Of what the subconscious mind controls for us
Knowledge will not stop us from swallowing our delicate construct
And casting us over the edge