My Worst Enemy
By HeadpatSlut
My Worst Enemy
Here we go, the sun is down, the Cold is coming on so sharp again-
I can’t recall where or how I got here, time is too blurred to remember
when-
I feel so immortal, so inhuman, but all I want is to die-
I’m too far gone to care, to feel regret, to feel sorry or cry-
Won’t somebody come and save me from my dark fantasy?
No place to turn nowhere to run because I am my own worst enemy-
I try to think, mind so distorted I can just barely remember-
Why it is I’ve been this way every damn day since last year in December-
It was two minutes past midnight I was decked out, looked all ragged and
gaudy-
When the cops got to the scene I was laughing covered up in the blood of
that poor bastard’s body-
Now there’s nowhere for me to go so long as I’m still stuck in this
life-
The only means of escape I can think of would be to fall neck first on
a knife-
Won’t somebody come and help me from out this pitch black fantasy?
If I could I would myself, but I can’t because I am my own worst enemy.
Author's Note:
My very latest, inspired by some Twiztid songsAwards
Comments on "My Worst Enemy"
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On Sunday, May 20, 2018, Jonas Robinson
(848) wrote:
I am reminded of the Green Day song, "Restless Heart Syndrome." Thanks for sharing.
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On Saturday, September 24, 2011, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Sounds like "that bastard" might think of you too as a worst enemy. A death fantasy, hmm.. are you incarcerated maybe? Interesting write, thanks.
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On Friday, September 23, 2011, soloiq
(24) wrote:
a 10...with a cherry on top