The Worst Enemy I’ve Ever Had

Her appearance was just ostentatious
Her words were mean, unjust, hellatious
She appeared each time I was flying high
To pull me down from the clear blue sky.

In veiled disguise – she could pour on
A smiling manner – an oxymoron.
Underneath she raged with hate
Enjoyed me in weakened state.

All my life her voice was caustic
She thought herself a wizened Gnostic
She was just a jaded soul
Who never felt she was quite whole.

Her shrill insults were cacophonous
Contorted faces were no bonus.
Mein Enemy – her sobriquet
She couldn’t, wouldn’t go away.

Her anger spewed like a volcano
Lava poured as does a vein flow.
Every time I was on top
She tried to put it to a stop.

For thirty years she did ensue
I wasn’t sure what I would do.
Each dream I had was stolen such
I didn’t want them all that much.

I never would be beautiful
I never would be suitable.
I never would become a writer
I wasn’t even a worthy fighter.

She picked at me and wore me down
She thrashed my deeds and stole my crown
Her evil ways tormented me
And no one else could even see.

Thirty years I did endure
Her wrath, her lies, her overture
She took my hopes and gave back fears
Did I endure for thirty years?

I told myself – I’ve had enough
No need to listen to that stuff.
I’m bright, I’m fun, I look just fine
No longer could she undermine.

I took her words and laughed out loud
I told her that she should be proud
I’ve come so far – through such hard times
My writing has earned several dimes.

I may not be well known or rich
But I still write, I’ve got the itch.
I may not be living all my dreams
But all is never what it seems.

At least I try – I yelled at her
I offer more than unkind words
When you insult me you inspire -
Your evil only lifts me higher.

The worst enemy I’ve ever had
Gasped and finally said – I’m glad.
I looked confused – did I just hear her?
She smiled back from my own mirror.

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