enemy

Like the broken beads

Of my rosary, 

There was something else

Which couldn't

Be sewn together

To be thought of

As a whole. 

The various unsung

Reveries, chanting

A name, fading

Occurring. 

Repeatedly. 

Breathing, 

To not live anymore. 

"Say my name

When you go to sleep, 

A forever curse to forbid. 

Say my name. 

When you go to sleep, 

I'll look for those voices,

You hid"

Far fetched, as it is

I am my own enemy,

Surrender to the destruction caused

To pave way for new

Possibilities.