No Turning Back

I close my eyes And I can see the golden eye looking at me. I think to myself “Why me.” Then I stop, Because I remember that it can read my thoughts. The golden eye Is like a lace wing with yellow eyes That can see everywhere. It is the all knowing eye. I try to run Because I know it needs me for something, Even though I don’t know what, It can’t be good. It never is. I start running faster, But there’s no escaping. The golden eye will just get inside my head. I can hear it Whispering something In an ancient language. It starts getting louder and louder Until I am on my knees screaming. Then it’s silent, I’m silent. I get up And start walking, But it’s not me walking, The golden eye is pulling me back. I try to fight it But it’s too strong. There is no turning back now. It’s over!