Imaginary Friend (Part 2 Bitter Revenge)

‘She ruined my life.’
Forgeries written on cheques…..
uncashable.
I am suppose to smile
give in to you
there is no possibility
forgive me?
He fell into the grave…..
I stared at the rug
rolled up
in the shape of a person.
Crouched down
grabbed an edge
shook it out.
Rolling
straightening
I glared down at her
the other half of me.
Like Hyde
she is the opposite.
I am the truth
the reality
the one who gives it all.
Sitting up
ashen face
blood red tears
I cannot escape.
There is no one there.
No one
rolled in the carpet
a figment
of my imagination.
Unique we are 
twins 
good and bad
one is real
the other already dead.
She only exists
to spill evil seed
compelling me 
to do awful deeds.
My Imaginary twin.
 
January 20/19