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Tuesday, January 7, 2025

I am the Enemy



How's it feel to be free

To be free
of this psychotic nightmare that is me
The psycho you created
yet never understanded
The nightmare that you disowned
betrayed and abandoned
I wish I could be free
Free of the war that twists
and writhes inside me
Forever
Continuous
Unending
… Ironically my enemy; is me
I loathe myself; stronger than any other
But I know the effort I put forth
is truly my best
Multiple versions of myself
demanding the mic at center stage
Wanting their turn at the controls
of this empty shell
Some logical
and of sound reasoning
Others escape the mind prison
from time to time
It’s the luck of the draw
on whom commandeered this vessel today
I just hope we all have a good day