The Other Me
Slowly,
Creeping,
Sliding,
Gliding,
Gripping,
Choking.
Ever so quietly
Engulfing my being
Don't know her
Never seen before
And yet...
She is me
I am her
I am NOT!
Glass shatters
Mirror is broken
Millions of pieces
Hands are bleeding
She is gone!
She haunts me
I killed her
I broke the mirror
Her cold dark eyes
mock me
My ignorance
amuses her
Millions of pieces
millions of eyes
Pieces are swept
Beads of sweat
into my eyes
Stinging!Ow!
I am all alone now
And yet-
She is there
With me
Sitting,
waiting,
laughing,
mocking.
'I'm coming...'
she says
Cold,dark, metallic voice
'To become you'
Soulless eyes
Mirthless laugh
I fight
I scream
NO!
'Yes' she says
A blood curdling whisper
'I am you'
'You are me'
She laughs
Copyright © Lepeche Deboijoiner | Year Posted 2005
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