This was one of the first poems I wrote with a specific subject in mind. It was composed to complement a short story I had written for one of my courses. It is untitled.
In the morning
Brushing my teeth
I see a shadow
Hunched, grotesque
Threatening
In the mirror
In front of me
Behind me
Turning around, there is nothing
In my mind
I know it is still there
In the mirror
It faces me
Behind me
In the evening it chases me
And I stalk it
Through dim twisting streets
It appears behind me
Overtakes me
Taunting
"Here I am
Catch me
Know me"
Fading
Just before I can recognise it
It reappears behind me
Always hunting
Hunted
In the Mirror
In my mind
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