The Stranger

Cazzie277

She's there
Staring straight at me
Her eyes filled with emptiness
I've seen her before
Yet she is unrecognisable
She's here everyday
Always the same
No expression or word does she utter
Just looks and stares
What does she want?
Why is she here?
Time after time
Year after year
A troubled aura surrounds her
I hold her gaze
Leaning in closer desperately trying to catch glimpse
Of who she is and what troubles her so
Our eyes locked
No break or waver
Suddenly I shudder...
Instantly she does the same
Startled I step back
Instantly she does the same
I scratch my head
Confused and dazed
Instantly she does the same
Looking around
Can anyone see?
Who is this stranger looking at me?
I lean in again
And soon I see
The stranger I'm looking at
Would appear that it's me

  • Author: Cazzie277 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 2nd, 2023 15:57
  • Category: Reflection
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