The Cloud and the Vision

Clouded visions- I don’t blame you for.

But you- you make your cloud your vision.

You say your power is all-encompassing;

Why, then, do you fear my silence?

Your mirror will crack,

Your bubble will burst.

The echoes will give away your truth.

Your truth will give away your vision-

The cloud that is your vision,

The rust that is your cloud-

The rust of your fallacy,

The fallacy that is your truth.

I will still be silent.

The silence that is my truth,

The truth that is my power.

Visions combine, visions collide.

That bleeding eye will have the last laugh.

Of your broken shield, songs will be sung.

Of your tainted dreams, graves will be dug.

The cry of pain will have the cry of victory.

The silence will be deafening. Resounding.

And I will watch,

Watch with my vision-

The vision that is not clouded.

The clear mirror.

The pure bubble.

I will watch.

We will watch.

We.

Not you.

Regret, loss, disillusionment- you.

Win, power, vision- us.

The cloud that is you.

The vision that is us.