Shadow of my Soul

Was she a girl, a psychic

Or the TV

Tuned to the inner

Workings of my mind

Lip-syncing the words

I spoke

as I mouthed them

Was she my imagination, a ghost

Or the shadow of my soul

Always a step ahead

Thinking what I think

Not a secret safe

From her

Was she my other heart

Backup for a rainy day

Keeper of the keys

To the vault of this heart

Or was she?

Was I hoodwinked?

Was I dreaming all this to be? 

was it a desert mirage 

was the desert playing tricks on me

Empty Empty!