the imagined enigma

may I ask where 
you came from
who you are
your eyes always closed 
dreaming of days of a distant past
and days of the impending future
forearms covered in tattoos
e equals em cee squared and a 
lyrical convent 
of lines from songs you 
or anyone else wrote

you’re a writer 
aka a pathological liar
through people 
you call characters
(but are really your 
mixed up personalities)
preaching to me 
your neurotic tendencies 
through text messages 
& tumblr posts

you let your creations stand tall
and sling around 
their pride
like caged animal 
throwing food�"

you’re a f*****g enigma
a bright light at the end 
of the dark corridor 

did i just create you
an island mirage 
at the edge 
of my mind’s ocean�"
who are you &
where did you come from?