I Am The Symbolic Torture

I can see
with the eyes...
Of the forgotten ghost
they are horified
with icons of old gods
they pray
for their strenght
they are in my visions...
I've searched since
the birth of man
the things
I have seen in my visions
visions of things to come
wings falling from above...
They are in my visions...
I see myself torture...
Torture...
By who
am I controlled?
The visions cannot tell
shall I suffer alone?
Or am I against
me in war?
With gray shadows
from his era
I felt
I was the symbolic torture
in the place
no one ever came
only the visions I saw