Are we the same?

I’ve asked myself for a long time now,

Am I the reflection, or the person looking into the mirror?

A planet, or the sun it circles.

Do I orbit, or do I anchor?

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My counterpart certainly has a talent,

For drawing me into more collisions,

I must be a planet then,

The refection of someone else.

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Am I the same though?

Or a product of their behaviour?

Would I continue this cycle of destruction,

If I were left alone?

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Am I really the type to hold someone,

Underwater, until the thrashing stops,

Only to curse their corpse,

For getting my arms wet?

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I think I know, deep down,

That I am.

Not for gratification, not that,

But for revenge – yes.

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The thought makes me sick,

To use my strength to push someone down,

And cursing them just as venomously,

Think of that.

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My reflection would warp anew,

The mirror would shatter,

And I would seize control of my own orbit,

Violently.

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There is no singular event,

That could lead to this,

Only years of kicking aside my spark,

And making me lick the singe from their boots.

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My mouth is bitter now: leather and dirt,

Just like theirs,

Dripping in thick poison,

Am I just the same?

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I hope not,

I pray not,

I beg not,

Not a villain, please.

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Would it be so bad?

If I used my venom just for them?

On my own terms?

To use the shards of the mirror to cut deeper and deeper?

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On second thoughts,

I’ll swallow the venom down,

And change my reflection little by little,

Until I look like myself in the end,

And the world tastes sweet.

A/N: Hello hello! I am thrilled to announce that some of my shorter pieces here on vocal will now come with an audio recording of me reading them out! I have been getting more and more comfortable with my voice on the internet and now I feel like bringing it to Vocal will enhance some of my poetry. I hope you enjoy!

This poem was written for my writer's club, a twitch stream I host every Thursday at 6pm! Feel free to drop by!

-TWW