The one i see is not here
The one i hear is not there
But it seems as though it is every where
Its eye's glow red as i watch the fire,
The fire that consumes my mind.
My mind is like water
It flows through every thing and goes almost every where.
Its easy for it to be consumed
Easy passae for anything unseem or un-new
It watches you through my eyes
My eyes that glow a crimson blue,
The oposite of the ones that seak to kill you
With its eyes red and mine blue,
It turns a color so new,
It seems like the colors that turn the sky a violet blue.
My eyes are a sheild against its powers
Its power to seak and kill you.
Without me, there would be no you.
Think and dream of that when you think of my eyes so blue,
And seeming as if they're staring right through you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem