Camera Obscura

Static breath through a broken lens, it hums alive

Shadows bloom in the silver grain, they never die

Footsteps echo where no one stands behind my spine

Shutter waits for the moment they cross the line

Every corridor folds into something watching

Dust like ash in the light, it’s softly drifting

Hands that reach from the past but never leave

The only truth is the frame I can perceive

Glass between me and death — I steady focus

Every beat in my chest fights back the hopeless

If I miss, they will drag me into their side

So I wait for the instant they collide

Hold the frame — don’t look away

Let it strike — then seize the shape

Closer still — I let it break

Final flash — erase the face

Water stains on the walls like they’re still breathing

Every step pulls me deeper into their grieving

Knotted rope in the dark brushes past my throat

Whispers crawl through the lens like a twisted note

They don’t fade — they just wait in the aperture

Every glance pulls me closer to something pure

If I flinch, they will tear through the space I hold

So I stand as the terror unfolds

Hold the frame — don’t look away

Let it strike — then seize the shape

Closer still — I let it break

Final flash — erase the face

Don’t breathe when it gets too near

Don’t blink when the shape appears

Let it close, let it fill the view

Wait for the moment it breaks through

Finger tight on the trigger line

Time it with the collapse of time

hold…

hold…

hold—

SHOOT!

Lunge through the lens — I capture

Teeth at my throat — I capture

Split-second flash — I capture

Perfect frame — SHATTER

Hold the frame — don’t look away

Let it strike — then seize the shape

Closer still — I let it break

Final flash — erase the face

(erase the face)

(erase the face)