Visions

I am myself

But I am not myself

I mean

I can see things

And they can see me

But the timing is distorted

The past, the present, and the future are all relative

So some parts I have yet to live and some parts I relive

My mind is active and reactive

The scenarios and the landscapes change with just a thought

Yet somehow I’m not lost

I am the constant in a sea of events overwhelming me

Steadily submerged but I do not drown

For it is I who wears the crown

Imperiously I peer into scrying glass

I see the cracks form

Deepen

Widen

Fragment

Into an abyss

The likes of which are of my own making

Invincibility now dissipates

Denial runs wild

I’ve grown accustomed to the throne I built for myself

I’ll do what it takes to ensure my seat

It comes with the territory

Pride once a scepter becomes a specter

Warning me of what’s to come

Together we almost had it all

But in the end

I alone must fall.