enem me

misplaced, forgotten
sometimes that’s how I feel. As
if i’m missing me

and where I’m supposed
to be, right here right now. me.
Today the sun shone

down, caught me off guard.
On this day my mind’s drifting
along, unaware.

Suddenly shaken
awake, forced to see:
I’m floating in space.

One moment disrupts
my oblivion,
from life’s big story.

One day I hope for
courage to fight the demons
(child-like and yet real)

to free myself once
and for all: my worst
enemy is me.


Published by Modern Vintage Ink.

Writer. Content Marketer. Collector of Information. Ideator. Visibility Coach. Executive Director, @brooklynsoloists Alum of @AOL_Inc @GQ @NBC_Universal @Marist >> andrea@modernvintageink.com

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