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