The water blows across the sea rippling and distorting my reflection of me,
The summer sun sets and the winter moon rises,
Hiding away sin in its millions of disguises,
During all of this I just happen to see a faraway person watching over me,
The far away watcher of me is broken inside,
The gaping hole in her chest is burning my eyes,
I strain to look away but I am beginning to see the resemblance this watcher has to me,
My body begins to fill with pain that I knew claimed this watcher’s brain,
Slowly now the haze in my eyes has started to leave,
Exposing this foreign watcher who is me,
Oh my god can this be the watcher I thought I could see?
The tired face and empty eyes could not be those I still call mine,
Yet the thing that most frightened me was the soul empty heart,
How could this become me?
I close my eyes and try to forget what I have seen,
As the tide begins to carry away my reflection of me,
Left alone in the dark with only sin,
As the winter moon rises,
I am slowly corrupted by its millions of disguises,
The hole inside of me beginning to grow,
The watcher I fear I will soon know.