I Know You Not
As I walk upon my tired feet
Down a road dark and bleak
I see in fog a figure screech
A heavy sound that none can reach
I sorrow did rise as did my peace
my wish to run so did cease
I stood there still, wrapped in fear
As the dark figure grew ever near
As it grew near my body quaked
My feet still, my soul snaked
The figure grew clear as the fog lifted
The creature rotting and forever twisted
It spoke silent jaw harsh and slack
I couldn’t hear, my mind wouldn’t act
In its movement I knew its name
My soul began to rock in shame
I ask the figure who it was
I couldn’t resist, though I knew what it was
It answered swift plain and true
The truth to which I could view
I asked again once, nye twice
It answered again quick, precise
I couldn’t help but ask again
Knowing then I couldn’t win
It answered quickly, bold and true
It answered softly, ”I am you”
