“Through the Mirror of my Mind”

(with thanks to Holland, Dozier, Holland)

I long to be somewhere else, someone else,
I need someone to talk to who’ll listen in silence;
to hold me close, hold me upright,
support me ‘fore I fall.

Sometimes I feel so terribly alone;
thoughts and dreams ricocheting ‘round my mind.

I am an echo of myself, a ghost-walker.

I only exist in the mirror… writing.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
©22 April 2016