Constantly I see them coming for me in my dreams the unconsciousness of my mind, they have me surrounded from every which away there's not enough time, can't tell if I am admired or hated, they have no faces so it's unstated, carrying with them what they are trying to find in me, shadowy figures I am trying hard to see, they move in silence so sure I am the one they seek, the feeling emanating off of them makes me wanna weep, surrender to them I must have hurted them deep, drawing in on me I fell like giving up truth be told, there is no escaping and no where to go, features are becoming clearer to me graceful , elegant, and bold, and they all are changing from young to old, as they pin me in it was obvious they didn't wanna capture me, I am looking at all my selves they showed me what comes after me,