Poetry

Clairvoyance.

Running into infinity.
I will melt into your cold, dark hands.
Encasing me into your deep eyes.
I will not scream for I see the treachery and mayhem lying in the belly of your soul.
I am not a being to fear or to rejoice towards.
For when I come all I ask for is your peace.
Guiding you to the realm of altered reality.
You will taste your soul as though it was dripping from your lips.
Welcome to the other side.
Welcome to the all seeing eye.