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