I wonder who you are.
I close my eyes,
Then I realize
Could you be a figure of my
Imagination?
I see you here beside,
Then I don’t
A phantom is what you are to me.
You appear,
Then vanish.
A vision of you is in my mind
You come so close, but yet you
Are trailing far behind
You confuse me and use me.
It seems like a strange game.
It’s very clear to me what you are,
The Phantom…………….
try to have a bit more fun with this--I'd like to see more of this phantom you don't see--what kid of trouble does it cause--or maybe its you?:the realization should be something more, in the end.
ReplyDeleteBtw--you don't have to ask if it is a figure or your imagination--just let it be...