I should stop feeding it, it’s swollen like a tick
Does it despise me for neglecting it?
It’s unfathomable, it’s become Lovecraftian
Its shadow swallows me, I am lost within
How could a man create something too big to see?
Please have mercy on me, massive Steam library
It haunts me in my dreams
A chorus of hundreds of unplayed games screams
Humble Bundles, DLC
You buy this game, you get ten more for free
Remake, sequel, rerelease
Exponential, neverending increase
It grows, it knows
As I launch Rogue Legacy for the millionth time
I feel the resentful glares of a million eyes
I can’t know when, but this is my doom
Ever it watches, ever it looms