Where do I go now?
Feels like I’ve been everywhere just to be stuck at nowhere
I have seen faces in the streets that I learnt to forget.
But the one in the mirror defied me.
I don’t remember that other guy . . .
A Stranger . . .
With shades of me . . . Within me . . .
Darker . . . not just skin deep . . .
He looked down on me; I saw him smirk.
Two faced mirrors, I ran to the other side to face up to him . . .
He flipped sides . . .
Playing a game I didn’t like . . .
I broke the mirrors . . . but his face stayed on - like an inert reflection.
I stopped . . .
I stopped looking at him . . .
I saw him at strange places still . . .
I saw him in a lake; the ripples from the stones I pelted did not dissuade him . . .
Unendurable Coercion . . .
I jumped into the lake to find him . . .
To find me . . .
One of us did not make it out . . .
And I wished it was him . . .
Slowly I was . . . An inert reflection . . .
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