The shining star fades in to night and the day comes to an end. The night is mine. I embrace the darkness around me like a warm bath. I'm invisible to a million disconnecting souls who are unaware of my discrete intentions. I am a watcher but I do not see things with commmon eyes. My point of view of the world is different. I see monsters. People's faces are distorted and askew.Am I insane? How far did I cross the line of sanity only to realize I am too for gone to go back to being normal. These are questions I used to ponder during the quiet times of my life. Further and further chaos and confusion dissolve into silence. I'm focused. I'm ready to destroy with my mind and my heart and my hands. Suddenly I become aware of the warm rays descending from the sky upon my skin. I am seen. I'm visible to the world again. But the darkness will return soon and the monsters before me are unaware of what I am...becoming.