The Man

This one is ok.Some thought it was about the devil.I wasnt going for anything specific.R&R

My family has departed
My friends they do not fare
These things all have been stolen
By a man who isn't there.

I hear his thoughts within my head
I see his blackened eyes
I feel the velvet of his cloak
I speak his sinful lies.

He walks beside me
He hides behind me
I can't escape his glare
I'm ever tortured in my life
By the man who isn't there.

My heart pounds within my chest
My flesh no longer feels
My eyes no longer see the world
In this prison he has sealed.

The breaths I take
The paths I run
The burden that I bear
All these things are gifts to me
By the man who isn't there.