illuminate

 
I see you staring back at me from nothingness
angels and devils I've created
you aren't real and yet you live

I can smell the fear rising
it smells of pennies
a tang in the air
says you are near

I wonder about the reality of being
static on the winds, an electric charge I can feel
it stirs my darkness
so I must speak
mostly to get you out of my head

a flicker at the corner of my eye
I can't tell if you're coming or going
I can feel your excitement in the telling

I am your creator
I will not fear your treachery
darkness bane sent to dimension X
the hierarchy will tell me what you're doing

demon or angel I wonder what you will create today?

do you have a mind of your own
or are you more like go, go gadgets go
and do what you're told?

I wonder do I have a mind of my own
or am I my own imagination?