So there I was. Me,
From another time,
Facing myself.
Pointing a finger at me,
Accusing with a glance.
Indignant. Young.
"How could you let
Me become you?"
The other me asks.
I look on, speechless.
Paled by seeing the ghost,
Of my past self.
"That you shall discover
As time ravages your soul"
said I.
"For some time ago,
It was me
Pointing the finger.
And me that was not
Mouthing these words
to you that was me.
So fare well friend,
An interesting journey
Awaits you.
And one day you’ll know
Exactly what it feels like
To be me, now".
1 comment:
this is very very scary encounter i'd say. almost sent shivers down my spine. but nevertheless, thanks for shaking my soul up. at least for a nano-second.
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