He likes to come late at night
when people have gone to sleep. I lay awake as he makes me weep
I'll never be able to win the fight even if I tried all day I'll still feel defeat
but I still have hope
I'll one day win the enemy who crawls on my skin.
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ČTEŠ
The enemy
PoezieThis is a poem of a time in my life where I was going through deep struggles of trying to find out who I really am