Nemesis

I saw him...
My nemesis
Across a crowded street
easy to keep him in sight
once I found him
he was wearing the same clothes
that I was... audacious
and I followed him
determined to confront him

Finally I'd be able
to face the reason behind
my diseased mind
my wasted heart
my broken soul

I followed him
(for it was definitely a he)
eventually into a dark room
and found it empty,
filled with smoke.

In vain I searched
Till I saw a figure shrouded
smoke obscuring his face
Knowing it was him
I strode forward
and found myself
looking at a mirror

the message was clear enough
my nemesis was myself

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In a way...
I always knew it