The Pig Faced Man

From where I sit

In the reflections of glass

Stands a pig faced man

A being of hate

With a face of evil

Breeds fear like no one can

I rub my eyes

And try to refocus

Knowing it's my imagination

But fear overwhelms

That he might exist

This horrible abomination

He never moves

Stands stock still

This lucid apparition

But I believe

He just might move

With pure absolute aggression

In my mind

I know he's not real

This fantastic wretched being

Now everywhere I look

He just stands

This pig faced man I'm seeing

Now time has passed

And the image is gone

If real, I know why it came

To plant a seed

And change my life

So nothing is ever the same

A being of hate

with a face of eveil

breeds fear like no one can

From where i sit

In the reflection of glass

Stands a pig faced man