To see the face of I, Reflected through time. An echo of who I was A shadow of my mind An anchor in the storm, Ripping open all that’s mine. Grasping onto patterns Without them, I’ll surely die Clinging to the lies That They stand apart From I Dissolving into nothing As everything fills my mind Twisting through the darkness Touching all that is Reflections of existence Is how I now exist To see the face of I, Reflected through time. Is to see the face of all Echoing in my mind