Her

There was a girl who looked like me She followed me close by.

If someone hurt or saddened us She hid away to cry

She weighed as heavy as a rock But couldn’t quite be seen

She sometimes almost went away But reappeared in dreams

She often spoke in voices Quite like those I knew so well

The tag team of complicit pain Who cast their icy spell

We look inside the mirror Thinking we know who we see

But now I know that who I was Was not always just me

We see the version of ourselves That we accept as truth

Honed out of mixed perspectives Thrust upon on since our youth

The saddest waste of life is what We all can sometimes do

To trust the doppelganger who is walking next to you

Go back and hold your own hand In the places, times and hours

When your wondrous thoughts and feelings were swamped by other powers

Refocus where you stand today Right now and ever more

The person who can walk alone A giant through the door

Without the weight of what was then And who you never were

But all that is ahead for you For you, but most of all for her.

LW

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