The pieces in place, prepared to render justice for transgressions most human.
A mortal plane of existence, designed to torment and punish the failings of an apathetic soul.
Crafted in mine own image. An earth bound hell, built to hold the memories and stoke the regrets.
The reminders of loss and what might have been, had a bit of effort been invested.
None more deserving of the pathetic state, cast in reflection upon the surface of the sea of despair.
Heaped upon the pyre of love lost, fueled by grandiose thoughts and bitter ramblings.