My real name is one Unknown

Lost in void overthrown

What would lay behind rests in shadows

Inactive, such as the emptied throne.

Once my name was Bright

Light tossed into a conundrum

Rays spilling into the world’s spectrum

Though for every source

With mine non-excluded

A drain leaves soul to remorse

And my wish, to be secluded

In my dreams my name runs Spilled

Filtering throughout the scowls

The Anger dons a frown

Curtains drape upon themselves

Leaving but a caged growl

Unheard has its echo never been sounded

But its existence, nonetheless, bounded

No one knows my name

For such is as all others

Punishment for the shamed

Glittering pearls catch light shone to my arms

The only illumination allowed to pass

For it, are shallow cuts commissioned to glass

Through it, do eyes glance and laughter glow

Thus going to show

Humans are monsters made to gloat

Secretly, my name is Gone

Time has abandoned, shredded to tons

However, I await my day

When the world rests in its disarray

As it was strewn, the humans cry out

Then, only then, does Judgement come to pass

Divisible, was I the last one, alas.