FOES IN MY HEAD

With every soul, that closes in on me,
I presume, the advance, of another enemy.
All incoming deemed, to be

Fool them into friendship
Trick them into trust
Blind them into brotherhood

Then strike
Crumble their personal empire
Rob them

Pernicious

The smile was not crooked as I passed it by in the naked light of day

Nor were there signs of malcontent in the

Dear Robert Robin Red-Eyes
Demon Damage Done
Dancing with your date Revenge
Believing you had won
Once an honored

Fear is the enemy that holds me inside

It hurts and tangles and makes me cry

I’ve tried and tried to let it go free