Mystery Of You Poem by Vickie Rosa

There you stand in the darkness unseen,
Why do you keep coming to me?

Do I know who you are?
Are you close or are you far?

Filled with emptyness you stand and stare,
though it is dark I feel your glare.

I try to speak but it falls on deaf ears,
I closed my eyes and felt your pain,
which painfuly brought me to tears.

Who are you?
Where are you?

I can not see...
In the morning when I woke
I realized it was me.