The Man Who Wasn't There....

I'm losing my mind...
You can't look into the abyss without it looking back...
Monsters...nightmares...
And yet I cannot turn away.

I go deeper...is it the abyss or is it myself...
I have lost the trail and I didn't leave bread crumbs.
I feel myself flaking away- like old paint...
A new sub dermal me emerges...

Who are you?
Who am I? Who are you?
Me? I'm me...but who are you?
I AM you...

No-NO!
Yes....YES!
If you are me, then who am I?
Me.....