terrible stranger
it's like a stone in my throat
it's like a fence between two spaces
that sucks into the ground
and lifts the whole atmosphere
down to the ground
i wish i could tell
to that terrible looking stranger
all wrapped in anger and pain
to get out off the mirror
and stop influencing me
with the danger that i might be facing
if i were to be
just like her.
yikes.
i'm toast.
