Stranger Poem by Nick Downer

Stranger



it's not me i see
when i look
in the mirror
smash my fist
through the glass
and watch my reflection
falling in shards of
broken pieces
it's not me
lying in my bed at night
tormented by pain
by endless thoughts
worthless, no present
no future
who is this stranger
i cry for
i bleed for
this isn't my life
and i want to die
so i can come back
as me

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Nick Downer

Nick Downer

Orillia, Ontario
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