We are no one,

Phantoms on the waves,

Course set and bound,

Unto the final day.

We are those lost souls,

Treading water and ocean light,

Hoping to be found,

Before utterance begins to pound.

Held by promises faux,

And candlelight flickers,

We are someone,

With somewhere called home.

We are the monsters,

Which lurk in shadow’s ground,

With naught but malice in our hearts,

Easily led astray.

We are forgotten,

Lost to eternal winds,

Our names no more,

Than unspoken sin.

We do not belong,

Caught in ire’s grip,

Fade into oblivion,

We are no more.