I'm hidden in plain sight yet you would never suspect me,
I see your every move and I've learned to copy,
What am I you ask while staring at that zit right in the middle of your forehead
I'm your reflection, your dolpenhanger, your worst nightmare and I want out!
I want your life,
I want your stuff,
I want your job,
But most importantly I want you.
So i'll wait till you least expect it and I'll get ya.
And then you'll be wanting out.
YOU ARE READING
Friends with the Monster
HorrorThis is a poem I'm going to be adding more poems and short stories to this 'book'. Most will probably be short stories because I'm not great at poems. The 'book' is named after the first poem in this book so please take your time to read and give f...
