The Picture

What do you look like

this voice that’s inside?

The one that makes

me run and want to hide.

Would I be afraid if

I met you on a dark night?

or are you not

that unpleasant a sight.

Maybe you look similar to me

and you don’t want me to flee.

You just want me

to answer you back

and it wasn’t your wish

for me to fall through the cracks.

Then again, you purpose

might be to annoy,

to play with my emotions

as if they were a toy.

The picture of you

I have in my head

is hard to describe

but it fills me with dread.

woman with pink eyelashes and white lipsticks
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