Reflections at Night

Why me?

Dayum…

and so i stare,

the glare is real,

still waving,

the waters,

riveting,

ill,

shellshocked,

memories repeating,

battling me,

they war at me,

shaking my head,

no!! no!!

Not now…

I get up,

quickly,

and the reflection,

my reflection,

jumps out,

from beyond,

and begs me,

to stay with him,

at night.

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