Nyla12

I am your killer and your victim. I am your watcher and your guard. You don’t see me wanting as I watch from above. I could walk through both worlds as easily as you walk through a door, But my power is gone now, dusted over by my own self control. I can feel this hole in my soul, So I watch you, counting every step in which we differ. All the while I silence my voice, the voice of everything I am. I’m betraying myself with my silence. I do it for you. But then even that's a lie. Experience has taught me to be a coward. I've forfeited what I am for a hollow, fractured existence. The irony is that you see what I am and a