The diary of a fiend

Doppelganger

The leaves are blowing and the trees are rustling.
The Autumn leaves falling into the brushes.
And out of the corner of my eye.
I see.
In my peripherals.
A vision.
No a wish.
But it sets me back some.
No knowing if this is a succubus or a burden for some.
I know that it's a toy
A ploy.
The way she looks upon me.
The way she smiles.
Its a doppelganger.
A new version.
A new flavor.
But its scary.
Wherever I go she seems to creep
That's why I can't go back to the student store you see.
The version of her is eery.
A smile and a bag.
Man, that is just creepy.
She is like you in almost every way.
I heard her laugh from a distance
And I thought it was you
I heard her say a phrase that was very persistent.
I thought it was you.
I heard her say a name that sounded like mine.
In an instant.
A smile and a worried look creeped up.
Is this the Rose that was to be?
Or was it more of a vision of what could've been if I left.
Greyhound ticket and go.
That was me during the summer of 2013
And as scary as it seems.
I still think it means.
If I left.
You could've been fine.
You would've been a worry-not
And I've would've been where I was.
Places to go.
Places too see.
But this is one thing I never wanted to need.
Wanting to say hello
Wanting to say my name and let her know.
Its me.
The boy from before.
Did you ever feel better than the low?
After I got on the greyhound.
And said i am gonna go?
Or did it get worse for you?
Are you still plastic or are you becoming paper?
But then again.
I remember.
She won't know me.
She doesn't know me.
Dreams crushed.
Soul broken.
That's the way of a doppelganger though.
Mischievous as can be.
I just wish too much for me and you.
I guess thats where I ended up.
Out of the picture and into the blew.
You would have never knew.
That boy from the back of class
Who had a drug problem that he confronted at last.
Now that I think of it this fast.
You would have been better off if I just died off instead of
Being the last.
Doppelganger
You seem fair.
Tell me.
Did she ever learn to love herself more than air?
Did she ever forget the repercussions of those dares?
Did she ever seem better at the fair?
With that man and her up in the air?
But then again. You won't answer
You don't know me and I don't know.
That's the thing though.
Doppelganger.
I know you though
All too well
And it makes me wonder
What would've happen if I never had a start?
Would this be you?
Smiling and Holding onto his bicep as you walk through?
Or would the game get to you like it has
When I said I quit right when I was at the finish
Lagging at the start.
But that's the lousy truth.
You don't know her like I do.
"You look like someone I know."
"Oh yeah?"
That expression drives my heart to an extension...
"Yeah... A girl I once knew."
That's all I said as I walked off.
No need to board the issues with you.
Never needed to know you.
But needed to see you.
I'll see you as I walk off into class.
Hoping this is her in the new you.
But before hand.
Where am I?
I know where
that's no lie.
Greyhound and go.
Back to San Francisco I go.
Then to Santa Cruz hoping to find something new.
Then nowhere.
I am gone.
Thanks doppelganger.
You answered my question.
Suicide isn't the best position.
But it surely is the only tradition.