an echo
is a lonely thing
its just a mirror to another
its not an answer
its a repeat
its attractive to the victim
who thinks its an agreement
but its just fake
an echo is fine in the outdoors
where nature makes it so
as it bounces off and disappears
and has no power
but an echo to the heart or soul
an illusion of self
and on purpose to betray
is a lie with a thief behind it
predator and prey
its not pretty or real
and in time is found to be nothing-
as that is all it is
sad thing the echo
empty soul
empty heart
delivering emptiness
tearing someone real apart;