• Darkness covers me.
    Slience echos me.
    Oh, but Death follows me.

    I am a shadow who is unseen.
    I am a whisper who is unheard.
    I am a touch who isn't felt.

    Who am you ask?
    Where do I come from?
    Whom do I seek?
    So many questions.
    Not enough answers.

    Shh...rest now.
    Calm your heart.
    Rest your fears.

    I am not here for you,
    Though you wish it.
    I am seeking, yes
    But you are not it.

    You time is coming,
    That I know for sure,
    And I will always be there.

    Again you ask,
    Who am I?

    My answer...
    Your Lust.