Nemesis

Air crispy today
Ice on the wall, sun in the sky.
Foggy breath.
All is so calm, so calm.
Who would ever thought
My nights are violent ones.
Full of fights, full or frights.
The good memories
The bad memories
My memories are running in my mind
Crying,
Shouting,
Pleading,
Cursing.
Yelling at me for things undone
For thoughts un-acted upon
For images, stills of imagination
Empty of meaning, empty of life.
I'm my own Nemesis
Slashing my own being
Torturing it at night
When the guard is down.
Why sleep?
Why sleep at all when all I ever see
In the night
Are tortured images of my mind?
Tell me you monster!
But the monster in me never answers
He sits there, full of contempt,
Waiting for the night to fall upon my body.
Can't let this happen.
Not again.
Can't let him win.
So I battle, night upon night
I fight the monster in me
For I am my own Nemesis.