Illusions
I sit here all alone
sitting in a corner in a dark lonely room
I see something in the corner of my eye
but when i turn , i only see a bright full moon
so i turn back around
silently listening to the sound of
water dripping from the faucet
as i start to look down
i see something on the door of my closet
the wind starts to blow
i stare at the open window
as i start to realize it was all just my shadow.
Copyright © Maryam Shahbaz | Year Posted 2007
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