Enemy

Endless nights of shattered dreams,
makes me a stranger to my own anger.
With no tears to cry, no sadness to feel,
all the good memories slip through my hands
as I strive to hold on as my heart breaks
down.
I try to feel the pain inside, but sometimes
I think all my feelings have died.
One voice to be heard, not able to say a word,
just let me face this world.
One voice who beats me up, wishing I had
the strength to get up.
Maybe it's me, Maybe I am my own Enemy.
Will this stop as life goes on, or am I
stuck and cant move on.
Feelings taken, memories gone away.
This is reality here to stay, someday the nemy will go away.