My Own Worst Enemy

My own worst enemy lives inside me,

It haunts me, it hates me, it never leaves me;

It tells me I'm not good enough, it beats me down,

It draws my blood with razor sharp blades.




My own worst enemy is a sort of poison,

Once I let it in, it began to kill me;

It knows I can't be perfect,

Yet it forces me to try.




My own worst enemy is so much like me,

Yet it always begs to differ;

It screams, it yells, it's always distracting me,

No matter how much I tell it to leave, it's always there;

It cannot live without me.




So who or what is my own worst enemy?

It's not a demon, it's not a unknown force;

My own worst enemy lives inside me;

So now, would you believe me if I told you?

My own worst enemy is myself.

Swirling Hate

It begins how all hate begins, with anger,

It slowly tightens its grip with ice cold fingers;

Many colors, sparks turn to flames,

Hot as fire, cold as steel, anger turns to justified lies.

Lies, hissed in your ears, leaping from your tongue,

You tell them it doesn't matter, you say you'll stop;

No, no, it's already taken hold, you can't just let it go,

It's feeding off you now, it's eating you away.

Choking, groping, searching for answers,

Your plea for help can't be answered;

You've let it sink it's teeth in this far,

There's no turning back, it's gushing, swirling.

Swirling hate, it poisons, it weakens,

It takes until you're left with nothing;

Hurt, betrayed, damaged, bitter, swirling hate,

Now you know it's unrelenting.