Echoes

In people's faces

I can hear my voice

Fallen in silence

Few years before

Past echoes of the essence

Future ghosts of the core

Like other and the self

Differently alike

Hand in hand hating

Each other's smile.

Shivers of a mirror

Reflecting the rainbow

Pulling the shadows

In every direction

Of the Sun

Monsters of the light

Angels of the dark

Confined in one frame

That cannot hold

All the contradictions

Sharp as a knife

Shadows fleeing from the night

Outlaws of the light

Toys of the time

Moving like phantasmagorial

marionettes

Not in control

Only seemingly alive.