Watcher

Watcher,

Watch her bleeding eyes,

Blind enough to end a life

Underneath a blue tint hides

Wise enough to question why.

Old Messiah Lord of Time.

Youthful passionate piercing stare

I think, you think, I think best.

Be my friend, I’ll find the faults,

Push me away, attentive now obsessed,

Leave me. Lonely. Left with all my hurt.

Dead Prophet King of Dirt.