Looking Glass
In the looking glass I see
A stranger there or is it me
Curly hair and pale blue eyes
An honest face or a disguise
To hide the hollowness inside
No life there yet still alive
Not decayed but never filled
Moving on by act of will
Looking for a way to breach
This glass that keeps us out of reach
Which side of the glass am I
PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE I hoarsely cry
If you walk away from me
Will I simply cease to be?
Copyright © Erik Savage | Year Posted 2017
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