Who am I?
Who am I to you?
When you think of me
When I brush across the fibers
Of your mind and wind between
The endings in your memory.
What am I,
Who am I to you?
When thoughts of me show up
Unannounced
At the forefront of your mind.
Are you happy to see them.
Or like the bad taste in your mouth
From stale sleep do you,
Brush me from your memory.
Did I leave an impact on you
And when that mark I left
Shows up in conversations
Is the mark I left good?
Is it like a warm touch to your shoulder
A smile on your face.
Or is it bad,
Like the after taste blood,
Leaving you feeling defeated,
Wishing you'd never met me?
Who am I to you?
What am I?
Friend or Foe.