This came after I read a book I can't remember the author but it was about a war between Hades and Apollo and I thought of how when the war began his followers must've thought he abandoned them...

Death Of Apollos' Followers

The death of countless followers…

Cries of agony,

Wails of terror,

Our darkest hour is at hand,

The pyres burn endlessly…

As Apollo turns away

So too does our life fade…

As the River Styx takes me in its embrace

I long for oblivion, for the endless sleep to take me away…

Just as the soft lull of the surf easies my pain