Who Is Our Most Dangerous Enemy?
What is it that we struggle against,
What causes our hurt what gives us pain;
Is it someone else attacking me,
Or is it my own heart or my own brain?
Is that callous force I feel upon me,
The grip of an enemy's assault;
Or is it only what I give in to feel,
Is my hurt my own f*cking fault?
I'm not afraid of any man,
But exactly what do I resist;
When I permit the strike to hurt?
I suppose that's why I'm pissed.
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