The Ghost within my Mind

By Laura LaJoie

hand in mirror

What an eerie feeling!
Meeting the intruder
Who’s seeking shelter
Within my mind.

                   Exposing the horrors
                   I’ve been numb to,
                   Using me as its puppet!

                                                The gruesome fact is,
                                                We are one in the same,
                                                Aren’t we?

                                                                               A mirror image
                                                                               Stitched entirely of
                                                                               Flaws, bound tightly
                                                                               By self-preservation.

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