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My Own Worst Enemy
I ‘m not afraid of any man or woman, what can you do to me?
Hurt me? Bully me? Bruise me? Break me?
You’ve already done that, and it hasn’t stopped me
I’m not afraid of any of you, because you are not like him
You think you are bad? You think you can hurt me?
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy.
You think you know me? He knows me better
You’ve had only minutes, hours, days, weeks
He has had all my life to know everything
Everything I feel afraid of, ashamed of, hurt by
And use it to make my waking moments akin to hell
You are nothing, compared to him
My own worst enemy
Every mistake, every failure and every heart-break
It brings a smile to his face, my pain is his pleasure
He exists only to drive the final nail in my coffin
And worst of all he is patient, he will wait all my life
When you start to get too rough I can escape, you can never catch me
But he knows all my getaway tunnels and is waiting at the end of them all
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy
It doesn’t matter how many of you there are
I am not afraid to face you
It doesn’t matter how strong you are
I’m not afraid to fight you
Because you are just men and women
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy
I have now grown up, things have changed
I have passed you all by, you bullies and tormentors
I won each battle against you by surviving and getting higher
Whilst you all rot in the darkness
But he still follows me, holding the knife to my back
I can see him now, hear him laughing at me
You were nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy.
He hates me, I hate him. His eyes bearing into mine
He knows every mistake, failure and scar I bear
He feeds on my guilt and tears at my insides
And when he sees the tears fall he starts to laugh
But now his laughter fills me with rage, and I strike him in the face
The mirror shatters, my hand is bleeding.
But now I can’t see him, he’s stopped laughing at me, I am finally alone
But he’ll be back, and I’ll be ready
My own worst enemy
I ‘m not afraid of any man or woman, what can you do to me?
Hurt me? Bully me? Bruise me? Break me?
You’ve already done that, and it hasn’t stopped me
I’m not afraid of any of you, because you are not like him
You think you are bad? You think you can hurt me?
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy.
You think you know me? He knows me better
You’ve had only minutes, hours, days, weeks
He has had all my life to know everything
Everything I feel afraid of, ashamed of, hurt by
And use it to make my waking moments akin to hell
You are nothing, compared to him
My own worst enemy
Every mistake, every failure and every heart-break
It brings a smile to his face, my pain is his pleasure
He exists only to drive the final nail in my coffin
And worst of all he is patient, he will wait all my life
When you start to get too rough I can escape, you can never catch me
But he knows all my getaway tunnels and is waiting at the end of them all
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy
It doesn’t matter how many of you there are
I am not afraid to face you
It doesn’t matter how strong you are
I’m not afraid to fight you
Because you are just men and women
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy
I have now grown up, things have changed
I have passed you all by, you bullies and tormentors
I won each battle against you by surviving and getting higher
Whilst you all rot in the darkness
But he still follows me, holding the knife to my back
I can see him now, hear him laughing at me
You were nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy.
He hates me, I hate him. His eyes bearing into mine
He knows every mistake, failure and scar I bear
He feeds on my guilt and tears at my insides
And when he sees the tears fall he starts to laugh
But now his laughter fills me with rage, and I strike him in the face
The mirror shatters, my hand is bleeding.
But now I can’t see him, he’s stopped laughing at me, I am finally alone
But he’ll be back, and I’ll be ready
My own worst enemy
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Recently I have been feeling a bit down, a little depressed. And I am determined not to feel that way again. So this is the first part in a semi-autobiographical writing exercises. Before you read this keep in mind, I am fine and I am getting better.
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The saying that an individual is there own worst enemy has been around forever.
But you brought that saying to life in this poem, and gave a mere phrase definition.
Bravo!