I can't help but shake when the sea of eyes consume me...
Malicious waves of judgment slamming over, slapping my skin and my sanity...
Why do I get so freakishly angry?
Why can't they just pretend not to see me...
Are they even looking at me?
The sea of E̴̢̡̻͎̟̻͚̤̠̩̤͈y̴̡̨̡̲̯̝̟̭̪̥̩̤͖͓̱͖e̴̢̨̡̘̮̣̳̯̬̱͚̪̣͔͖̬̯̰͔̩͓s̵̡̯͚̩....­




I can hear their cries...
Pleading, Retreating, Seeping, Believing...

Why must the eyes glare at the unknown..
Preanticipating results like one does when gambling..
One by one they all go down
The darkness finally all around.

The eyes fade sometimes and then they appear.
The sea...the sea of E̴̢̡̻͎̟̻͚̤̠̩̤͈y̴̡̨̡̲̯̝̟̭̪̥̩̤͖͓̱͖e̴̢̨̡̘̮̣̳̯̬̱͚̪̣͔͖̬̯̰͔̩͓s̵̡̯͚̩....­is what I fear.