Enemies - Poem

I don't claim to be a poet....I can't even adhere to any structure rules :P But, it's just thoughts. I'm hoping to use my writings for songs (with the help of my musician friends)

Enemies

War is raging.

Swords unsheathed, shields unveiled, amour secured.

Machine guns loaded, tanks fueled up, strategy revealed.

I get ready.

I’m not ready.

I see their shapes.

I see their faces.

I’m staring into their eyes.

They’re my enemies.

Huddled in a corner with my nightlight on, thinking it’s enough.

Hoping it’s enough

There they are, coming unnoticed.

I see some movement, hoping to ignore it.

There they are, I unwillingly see them.

I see their shapes.

I see their faces.

I’m staring into their eyes.

They’re my enemies.

I try to defeat them.

I try to overcome them.

I try to reason with them.

I try to ignore them.

They come when I least expect them.

They’re my enemies.

Staring them down, they seem very familiar.

Their shapes, which were many, now combined.

It’s like I’m looking in a mirror.

Is that me? My face? 

My fear? My insecurity?

My doubt? My pride?

I see my shape.

I see my face.

I’m staring into my eyes.

I’m my enemy.

I try to defeat it.

I try to overcome it.

I try to reason with it.

I try to ignore it.

It comes when I least expect it.

I’m my enemy.