there is a voice i hear
loud as the church's bells
calling my name
whispering promises
of a golden new day
of a time with no sorrow.

how can it be
that i would give it all up
to see that angelic face
of the melodious voice.
to see the eyes i can feel
piercing holes in my back.

i am being watched
by invisible eyes
tiny menacing eyes
following my every move
small steps ******* my own
haunted by invisible forces.

I fear what the light will reveal
that the invisible eyes can be
either friend or foe
not sure where to turn
all I can do is wish on a star
for fairies and tales
princes and knights
horses and carriages
I hope that this story ends
happily ever after.