Always Being There

i am not evading it anymore
since it is always there
and no matter how i tried to create
the distance
it is always near and calling me
with its own fingers
there is not a sign of quitting
there is no exit and for me to live
like the way you live your life
i must accept this: i am
nothing less and nothing more
than yourself
the mirror speaks and so truly
i am.

i am you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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