I walked
I walked...
I just walked...
To escape the hum of the fluorescent light.
I don't know how long, but a door appeared.
I stepped inside, and I heard myself calling out from behind.
"DON'T!"
Which 'I' am I?
How many cycles has this been—can you truly know?
I know I escaped, for I shall finally call out to myself.
But that "I"... was that "I" truly me?
Or merely a whisper of who I strive to be?
Who did that 'I' trust, to have called out to me?
Copyright © Saankhya Tare | Year Posted 2025
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