I am invisible to mortal eyes,
Drifting around them like ghost,
I listen in anguish to their desperate cries,
The sound is the thing I hate the most,
For them I do not exist,
I am the mystery of all time,
Tearing through the fog and mist,
At midnight on the twelth chime,
I bceome my victim's reality,
His last word is barely heard,
I slay worshippers of vanity,
The thing that's caused the vision of purity to be blurred,
My victim calls me a monster, and he is right,
I start to fade again,
Trying to hold on with all my might,
I know I shall return, but when?
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