• As I walk through this house
    I feel as I'm in a daze.
    As I walk, I see a sillouhette.
    somehow, it seems familiar.
    It's calling to me as if it knows me.
    I know I died once.
    But, I came back, as someone different.
    As I walk toward the figure, its face becomes clear.
    I've seen it somehwere before, it makes my stomach turn.
    As I get within arm's length, I realize.
    The sillouhette is a shell of the man I used to be.
    He seems to have everything I lost when I died.
    But how can I be dead, if I can see myself in front of me?
    Have I truly lost my true purpose?
    Should I become the sillouhette---the man I once was?
    I am not sure as of yet.
    I hope I find out in time.