Originally posted on Diary of a Person Being Human:
The Watcher I am the face in the darkness that keeps you awake at night, For I glean from your countenance a vision of fear. But there is no malice in my heart; I am fascinated by your need to sleep; To induce yourself into the state you fear the most: Death. And then to observe you re-awaken, and Re-emerge sentient and alive – to perform your highest mark of faith: The miraculous resurrection. Each day I observe your behavior, Watching you clothe yourself with the vestments of ignorance and fear.… Continue reading The Watcher – (IntPoWriMo 2013 – Day 9)