Nature

There was a time

When God felt alone

None of the angels could provide

A relaxation for his sore.

He wanted to have

What his creation had

He wanted something from sunrise

For his he had to sacrifice.

He created Nature

Oh, was not she an angel in Heaven or more.

He adored, loved, and made sure

Nature had her own will

And had the powers like he had.

Nature was a goddess

Who he could not care less.

They were happy for eons

Till Nature realized, she was helpless.

When Nature found God

She was created to be loved

He gave everything she want

But this was still not enough.

Nature looked and looked around

Found a man, she really adored.

God could not see a reason

To start this unacceptable war.

He was furious as an enemy

Who lost his precious treasury.

Nature did not care at all.

She watched her man grow.

I was the boy, Nature fell.

By God, I was blessed and damned.

I am not sure if I can tell,

Maybe I will be able to spell.

None of the beauties was

Alike her own amazing spell

To have her by my side

Untouchable, made me felt.

Right or wrong, we didnt care.

Envious and angry God, we had.

For thousands of years, she made me stay.

Of course, I did not have any choice to take.

Rather, I had to take this life

Crying, corrupting, calling for God to care

Every single tear I teared, made

Dimensions Nature made me stay.

Mourned for every death of my loved ones

Elegies, I wrote thousands none reached to God's ears.

Till the God saw how much I suffered

Or how much I wanted this spell to be shattered.

Love of her made me immortal

Over and over again she created me

Virtual or real, it doesnt matter

Every second, this burden got bigger.

He hated me, what he created.

Endlessly Nature fell for me even deeper.

Righteous side of Hell I wish I had rotten.

Do I really have to see this corruption?

Obeyed I, everything they said without hesitation.

None of the angels could help but see me suffer.

They tried to help me, and they got punished.

For example, Lucifer got the worst

Or Ezreal, oh poor angels,

Re-created by God's own hatred

So that we could stay immortal,

Abandoned, left, lost, forsaken

Kicked out of damned Heaven

Easy for God to choose which punishment was better.

My sound, they chose not to hear

Echoes of mine lasted thousands of years.

I did not love her whatsoever

Allow me my God, I want confession

Meat and bones all I am without any power.

Be a sinner, saint, seller or outcomer

Every single human-role I was given.

Gorgeous, glorious, significant, magnificent

Guilt, hideous, nasty, heinous, unpleasant

I was all of them, believe me, roles got harder

No choice I had to stop, I was chosen.

God decided I should be forsaken.

Help me, hear me, all the creatures!

Endlessly I have to scream!

Loud and clear I should be!

Pray not to the ones you can't reach!

Me, myself had to love her forever!

Enemy we are to all of the divine creatures!