Worst Enemy

(self-deprecation - an extreme sport)

When you throw yourself against a brick wall
It’s gonna hurt
But it feels good too
Feels like something
at least
that’s my excuse

I gave my body to that beast
Let her do what she pleased
She tried to eat my brain
I was immersed, eviscerated, swallowed then vomited
Now I sit with a broken neck, out of smiles
What the heck

Next day, I tried to pray
But nothing made her go away
I’m rebuilding myself every fifteen minutes
and the black dog is a permanent houseguest

1 comment:

Penny said...

laughed and loved this poem!