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My enemy is not one to feel
My enemy some say is not real
I do not feel lonely in this mess
I know others with this stress

A dark shroud around my mind
Secretly black, deceptively kind
A sweet voice that reels me in
“You have time,” it assures with a grin

I sleep in bliss under its spell
In the end, it has a tale to tell
Slowly, sweetly, it taps on my shoulder
I wake, feeling a little bit colder

“The time has come,” it whispers like velvet in my ear.
“What you have ignored you must do, my dear.”
Suddenly, though all is clear
The dark shroud had disappeared

It lurks in the corners of my very being
It’s the very thing I attempt at fleeing
I am victim to its tyranny
And suddenly I reached an epiphany

I am not fighting anything else
I am victim to myself

Description
My enemy is not one to feel
My enemy some say is not real
I do not feel lonely in this mess
I know others with this stress

A dark shroud around my mind
Secretly black, deceptively kind
A sweet voice that reels me in
“You have time,” it assures with a grin

I sleep in bliss under its spell
In the end, it has a tale to tell
Slowly, sweetly, it taps on my shoulder
I wake, feeling a little bit colder

“The time has come,” it whispers like velvet in my ear.
“What you have ignored you must do, my dear.”
Suddenly, though all is clear
The dark shroud had disappeared

It lurks in the corners of my very being
It’s the very thing I attempt at fleeing
I am victim to its tyranny
And suddenly I reached an epiphany

I am not fighting anything else
I am victim to myself