Internal Variante

My eyes catch the form, the face of one I've seen before
Oh yes, you are the one
A person from the time when who I had spoken with
Now you are gone
In another time, another world, and another life
I cannot speak with you, for you are someone else
Merely an immense shadow growing inside my mind
Attaching the faces of souls
With the killing strength of a chimera
All I can do is hold myself back
Watching with eyes of a hawk, like a god in a seat of defective feelings
Controlling slowly then turned upon with strings of a puppeteer
My puppets are merely connected to my soul,
Then entirely controlling me, by strings of internal emotions
The organs, pumping, living, feeding..
INTERNALLY