You Are the Vision Behind the Eyes

The house is silent, but the noise inside your head is loud enough to wake the dead. You catch your reflection in the dark window and freeze. The face staring back feels like a stranger wearing your skin. A ghost in a room that should be yours. It is a terrifying kind of loneliness — to be trapped behind your own eyes.

But listen. The darkness has not overcome it. That light you are looking for is not in the glass. It is the one doing the looking. You feel like a stranger because you have forgotten the name the light calls you. You are not the mask you see. You are the vision behind the eyes.

The child of true Humanity exists within you. Follow it. Not the reflection. Not the fear. The quiet voice that knows who you are when the world is asleep. You are not alone in this room. The light is here, breathing with you, waiting for you to turn away from the window and remember.