In the blind sight it lurks a shadow a blink in
The eye, a moment never gazed on as deep inside
You know Its never meant to be seen by mortal eyes.

It slinks between each sight unseen, it feeds on the
Shadows, feeds on our darkness that ebbs from
Our being never held dragged, chained to feet.

It slowly feeds like a fish swimming in clear water,
Bathing feeding, jumping from each pond for those
Fed need a mortal shadow, needing a flurry of darkness.

They wilted like a flower their nourishment gone,
It was insatiable, so many wells poisoned so much
Drank in the forgotten seeing's of unseen eyes.

If you see that which is not there, that moment of
Clarity but gone with a shudder in you soul. look
Upon your shadow, see that which crawls within their.