Inside

Am I really here?

Am I really awake?

Am I real?

I see, I think.

With open eyes.

Blood shimmers.

Mirrors,

Show a shadow.

I dare not look - into those eyes.

I feel sick…

I feel exposed …

Shadows heal.

I am no one.

But I am someone.

With,

Scars that just won’t heal.

By IDT