The person staring back at me -Jabbs

Towards the door i walk.
And unlock the key.
There someone stands.
A person staring back at me.

She seems so lost and lonely.
Like theres something she's trying to find.
But the way she was looking at me.
It seemed from me she was trying to hide.

Her hair was messed up.
With dark circles around her eyes.
She was sweating uncomfortably.
I ignore her screams. no matter how hard she tries.

She was breathing heavily.
Like shes been climbing up towers.
She fell to her knees.
Shes been running for hours.

But i want to help her.
I want her to know i care.
But as i reach my hand out.
Shes not even there.

I reach my hand out.
But all i feel is cold glass.
What i've seen is my reflection.
That i doubt would last.

Still staring and i realize.
This is the other side.
This is the delicate world.
and it was me who cried.

I scream in anguish, and this time i hear.
As my life comes crashing down.
Im still staring.
But what am i supposed to do now?

Direct your thoughts in the other direction.
And soon you will come across your own reflection.

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