Mine enemy

All around me lies

   All around me lies

    provocation's prick 

in deafening silences,

   the evocation of

        old memories 

  as life rambles on,

like a freak show

  purging impurities in

  wild abandon's rhythm

on the precipice

    of great peril

 within delusion's face,

      it fornicates anything 

        resembling sanity

what is this perusal's power

     that exalts itself,

  left behind to tremble

         at pithy feet,

engulfing every

 breathless intention,

  raking over any

        normality of 

          rhyme's  existence 

how to  fight these

 outposts of disparity,

   whilst inequality's

 dissatisfaction chimes

       its vocal chants, 

can't be attuned 

within hostile prejudice 

            nor pressured walls

   can one stand 

a chance

 at redemption

             or resurgence,

   when that inner 

disparaging

voice sabotaging 

 utmost scrutiny's

reflection,

 is really mine own 

                 

Author's Note

Reviews

[redflutterby]

Hmmm...feels like you were peeking inside my head. Ugly place in there...full of some dark corners and really negative crap. My own worst enemy lives there too...always has. Sigh...now if I could just stop listening to her voice long enough to get the hell back on track. Pfftttt...x

[Frieda P]

Yes, but only for a moment, it was like Oz on an acid trip. haha ;) You are getting back on track Red, takes time after what you've gone through...x

[KeeD]

Thousand foot krutch :D I didn't expect this taste in music from you but you always do find some new way to surprise..and I love it each time like it was the first time. Freaking Conscience..always telling me what to do. Who made it boss, Oh right I did.. I'm Mine Enemy. Great stuff wordsmith.

[Ashira Macy]

It really is scary how negative our self talk can be. Most people are at the very least their own worst critic, if not their own worst enemy. Very well said doll!

[Madalyn Beck]

This is just... wow, Frieda! I love this. There felt to be some dark undertones to this thought provoking piece. Fighting our demons, which at times, are really ourselves. I loved it. But you know me, I love the dark side of things. xo :)

[Hitchhiker]

Oh Frieda, Frieda, Frieda, I have lived your words during what I like to call my two lost decades, and even beyond and unto these calmer, more honest days. The darkness which can reside within the thoughts of mankind is terrifying and absolutely devastating to the one who is harboring them. Even the so-called "free spirit's" among us who who seemingly can shrug off what life throws at them are still beset with their own demons, I am sorta involved with one of them now an, although she hides it well most of the time, her dark emerges. Okay, I see I got carried away. It was your excellent poem that did it.

[Frieda P]

Wow thanks so much for your kind words Hitchhiker, I think we all get stuck there at times, those voices are damned loud!

[Stonz P.]

This is a thought provoking piece. With me, it is a constant struggle. I could relate to this.

The flow and structure to it is even and the piece brings forward a declaration, or should I say challenge of open struggle to/with the self.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Stonz, I think we all do at times, the thing is not to linger in that place too long...

[icelandicblue]

We are always toughest on ourselves. Eau de sabotage is my favorite perfume.

[Frieda P]

'Eau de sabotage' I was wondering what that scent was, thanks for the smile, I needed that.....

[icelandicblue]

It smells like a wooden clog.

[KAREN]

Awesome write as always. Your poems always are expressed with a lot of emotion, and this one did not let me down. I loved the opening stanza!

[Frieda P]

Thanks, muchly appreciated storiestotell.

[KAREN]

My pleasure!

[Pryde Foltz]

can one stand
a chance
at redemption
or resurgence,
when that inner
disparaging
voice sabotaging
utmost scrutiny's
reflection,
is really mine own

Well of course. We all get like this at times. I think the trick is to realize it and let it pass without letting it become action. Loved this write, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

It passes, then makes a rebound, thanks so much Pryde Peacock.

[Erana]

Memories, will just stop there...
Beautiful poem
~E

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your visit and review Erana.

[Erana]

You welcome
~E