An image of doubt

I have started to worry if you are a myth?

Unbelievable mind's glitch?

Maybe just a false prophet's trick?

Please... Answer.

Let it be quick,

because my time keeps to tick-tock.

You need to talk!

And I need an answer,

I am begging as jester, otherwise,

I will become a real disaster. Promise?

It had to be, so I was made as image.

But maybe, it is an image of doubt.

Still, I wanted you, you to be,

to be my strength in darkness...

Now your silence feeds my dark side.

Maybe I am dark-side. Apocalypse.

And you won't deny it.

So be it,

if you will never speak,

I will never quit.

Out of mystic cube

of questions to prove.