Paen to that which fell from the sky

The Chaos is killing me,
I believe, parsec, by parsec,
I'd slam the breaks, but
Gravity bows over the horizon,
And what can I do, my triune
Goddess, my love, my faith
My heart in darkness.
I leave, I return,
I follow, I run,
It follows, my God
I flee,
Hence blind lovers I wish I knew me,
And thee,
I'm lost in pieces, each shard
Cuts my feet as I race to find
That single shard, the one so
Precious I threw away,
Because it burnt to touch.
Is this all I am?
Just a naive knave, slave
Master show mercy,
Let me up from my knees,
I don't wish to hurt you,
But this position hurts me,
Mistress, I howl,
Where art thee, where art thee,
From that heart of darkness she calls,
Heel, that I am I do not heed thee,
Caught in a storm, paws over head,
Too scared of the dark to enter,
Instead, cowering cur whining,
Fearing the memories of my teeth
At thine throat more than fear
Itself breaking in role,
Dolt dolt dolt,
As always things are my own, fault
Faulting failing for false freedom,
Ignoring all others,
For just that one shard.
Obsidian rock beauty, fel from the stars.
Gravity inverted square Law,
This chaos is killing me inch by inch,
Almost as much as your Order,

Is killing you.