The following is a Paranoid Poem
Something is watching me
But I can't tell what
I know that someone's there
At the same time, yet, I don't.
I see no eyes
I have no proof,
And yet, I feel their presence.
So far as I'm concerned I've gone insane
Is it just my mind playing tricks on me?
Or is it something more...
As I walk from the bus to home
I feel their presence gathering.
I just want some sort or reassurance,
So as I don't lose my last shred of sanity.
Beware my friends, for they are near
I can feel it coming,
Something that is big
Something beyond our level of comprehension,
I feel no fear towards, yet I am a bit weary
My soul is pounding within my head to awaken something unseen
The thing that happen are meant to be
All death and sorrow is the cost for the greater good
The shallow rocks on which we flail
Will collapse beneath our masses
Within us all, is the very key to destroy us
Deeply withheld with our will as chains,
Protecting ourselves from self-destruction
And so the wind will blow again
When lives so free will be advised
And the world will see the sky.