What do you see?

What do you see?
When you see me?

Do you see me?
Or just the sea?

Do you see demons or angels?
Am I dark or am I light?

Do I scare you?
Or do I excite you?

I see nothing when I look,
But when I dig deeper I see
The remnants of my past
That lie like a scary sea of bones,
For me to cross to my future.

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