My little demon

You don't know me yet, but I am you.

I will be nesting inside your mind now;

I will always be here.

The way you see, feel, and act will be altered.

It will be as if you stepped off a train platform

and watch as I mimic you from across the tracks.

If you blink again, you'll smile at the mirror

and I will be smiling back.

I'll make you forget.

I'll make you feel.

I'll make you enraged.

You'll see how others truly see you. Weak.

They'll feel bad for you. Pathetic.

They will make you mad. Reckless.

I'll make you feel pain

in a blinding darkness.

I'll make you see

chaotic figures.

You won't know what to do.

"This is a dream," you'll say.

You will forget, too.

You'll forget how to see.

You'll forget how to feel.

How to dream.

Is this you? Or is this me?

You are aware of me.

You are always so aware.

But, the way you feel; the way you act; the way you forget....

Is that me? Or is that you?

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