Phantoms

by Ahmed Ali   Jun 27, 2008


Our paths diverged
meeting you made me extremely curious.

our lives were distinctly different
but i didn't get that bothered with it.

we had a good thing going
even though i always ended up being smothered.

i wanted to push through all the way
but something kept me from diving too deep into the fray.

i am no longer a slave to your beckoning call
i now know how to get rid of you.

it's on, it's over, i've got control.
now i can take back those precious things that you stole.

those shiny things, parts of me, my identity;
things you all took that left me this gaping hole.
i can now look into my mirror.
shattered pieces as they may be
at least i can finally see myself as a whole

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