The Eye

A great flag flys
sitting on a spear
peircing the sky

blood red with an eye
the message reads
bow to me or die

blowing in the wind
the silk banner flays
and flapps like a bird wing
and in all the noise
I can almost hear it sing

I am the un blinking eye
and I will never cry

I will never take my sight
from you
and once I get angry
your screwed

My power you cannot fathom

My might unknown to one so low
for with my eye I can look into your soul

I am here to fill your needs
you asked me to take birth
for without me
you would feel you have worth

I have no love for I have no soul

I am the one who makes
you wake
from your dream
with a scream

I am he who makes you dread to be alive
I am he who makes you a bee to work in the hive

I am the eye who never sleeps
and I even give myself the creeps

My name is self judgment

I have caused all there soul to sell
and I have built this current hell
for without me
all would be free

some worship me as there god
others try to hide

but in truth I am only a reflection
of whats inside

and I only go
when you say goodbye