Was it you? The stranger that captivated My sight with those dark eyes It was only at a glance On that fateful day

Within this cerebellum Lies a pit Engulfed in flames Stampeding heart Raging force

I’m tired... Of playing the puppet In your twisted fantasy Wake up And running in the same circle

I watch you With eyes that see deeper Deeper than what mere light shows I want to tell you so much But the words linger

Here she’s sitting All alone On the cold bench In the evening breeze Her black chipped fingers

My eyes... Are wide open Behind closed eyelids I fake being asleep In hopes to drown

I can’t shake this feeling It haunts me in my dreams Intense pain of nausea overwhelms… Slumbering unconsciously In the abyss of my mind

The living entity That dwells within me Haunts my presence Where these two feet Will cross

It’s easy to tell me “You’re doing fine.” All the decisions are mine. No worries No distractions

In many tales it came cloaked and shrouded in black Awaiting the moment With no haste To take thy soul back

Stare the chaos Look in the sky Can you see that See how clouds cry Can you feel their sorrow