Subtraction

I woke up one day and stretched,

Head a little foggy, legs a little wobbly,

Tripped, fell to the side, and retched.

Stood to look at me in the mirror.

There was no one there, I searched everywhere

Even wiped off the glass to see clearer.

Stumbled to my phone, turned on the camera.

Nothing on the front, just a wall to confront;

Called the cops, became a stammerer.

When they broke down the door, I was searching.

Said, help me find my friend, on her I depend,

They said okay and started working.

They never looked in a place I didn’t.

Look somewhere new, or we’ll never be through,

We don’t have time to be flippant.

Wait, their voices sounded just like mine.

But it was too late, was it something I ate,

What happened to me, I’m not fine.

A movie plays in my head of yesterday.

For the common good, did what I should,

They didn’t need me so I didn’t stay.

Taking myself out of the equation

Meant I was gone to them, out of the sum

My face in the mirror is an invasion.

This is fictional. Thanks for reading!