Never let those with no
Sight look upon you
They wear tattered fabric
Across vacant lots
Each is a pit to the soul
Scarred,
Depleted,
Exhausted
Pools in need of filling once more
They rattle along as though
"A homeless vagrant"
"Hands held out as in need of help"
But once they
"See you"
Once they have you
"Within sight"
You will find them
"Everywhere"
Places,
Moments,
Closer they seem too be, seen until
No more, you feel pressure
You feel as your tangled in moment's
"Flash backs of every moment seen"
Your life through another's eyes
Dreams,
Nightmares,
Reality
Screams as you see upon your self,
Eyes loosing there white glow
The pools becoming empty.
"Flesh crumbles"
The unseeing have seen you
For the last time,
Unlocked the key,
Moments,
Life,
Soul
Depleted, fed on what you had
Seen, The tattered cloth removed
As vacant spaces filled.
"Seas of Blue white and black"
Caress the shore lines of its
Already drying lakes
"Time will see"
"Time will not"
"Time see the next"
"Who will fill once again vacant lots"
They hold their hands out
Tattered cloth upon flesh,
They are the unseeing and they see all you do **not.
Beware what they see isn't you...
