stalker

i look in the mirror and an unrecognizable figure stares back at me

she’s screaming at me, all my insecurities 

she knows them all and doesn’t hesitate to bring me to my breaking point each time i glance back at her

she has me in a trance

it hurts so much to keep looking 

but i cant look away

this is what everyday is like

except that figure isn’t across from me 

in a mirror she’s in my head

in my heart

 

there’s no escaping her

This poem is about: 
Me

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