To observe is to perceive,
to unveil those who deceive.
The see the demons within and without,
to discover the weakness of the proud.
I peer into the depths of the ocean
and beyond the horizon of emotion.
What comes forth is twisted and horrific,
it is neither general, nor specific.
The monster in each heart
always plays its twisted part.
Many become victims of their shadow,
few ever bring it to waters shallow. ...