Sometimes My Enemy

I will not let myself
be thwarted by you.

I will not slink away
or go quietly into the night.

It’s been four days now
and the pressure’s on high.

I don’t know
if I’m ever going to get this right.

And the liars all say
shut up, it’s not worth it

that it won’t matter in the end,
that it will all be for naught –

But I’ll cover my ears and
scream into the night

for as long as it takes,
and as far as sound will carry.

4/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year