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My Arch-Nemesis

December 11, 2014
By rosefeather BRONZE, Olathe, Kansas
rosefeather BRONZE, Olathe, Kansas
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My arch-nemesis
Is cruel, cold, and heartless.
She waits in the dark
For any sign of vulnerability
And then strikes! Like a relentless cobra-pitbull
Latching on and never quitting, even as I reach
My lowest.
“Stop!” I beg her. “Leave me alone!”
“Why should I? You deserve it.”
And I cower, crying in the corner.
My arch-nemesis
Is merciless, an opportunist
Who drives me from low to lower
Spiraling down in an endless freefall
As my pleas only make her stronger.
“Go away!” I shout
“You know you can’t,” she always returns.
And so, left in ruin, she laughs at my tear-streaked face
“How awful you are. How ugly,” she states, “How selfish
how utterly stupid.”
I cringe, but she never leaves.
She’s always there,
Waiting to attack.
My arch-nemesis
Is me.


The author's comments:

I'm very self-conscious, and tend to critacize myself over everything I do wrong. I realized that my true enemy is myself. I hope when others read this poem they will understand that we can be our own worst nightmare, our own bullies.


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