Monday, February 28, 2011

his own worst enemy

Oh, he seemed so sad,
tragic almost-
his past, continued to cut him-
his wounds open and festering...
what he would not accept was so simple-
a Truth profound,
a healing Truth...
he was living his past over and over...
he was making the choice to drag his pain around...
as tho' armour to keep those who dared to care out...
in a sense...
in essence-
he was his own worst enemy-
the perpetrator of his own tragedy-
a traitor to his own best self,
and until he was willing to take responsibility-
he would always be his own victim...