Enemies With In Poem by kevin chalmers

Enemies with in stroking my ego. Confusion rising up from the ash.

I clinch my fist. As the enemies with in tempt me to cross the line Of fire.

I Find myself surrounded by the shadow people who push and shove Their way through the world. I’m merrily just an object to them. As I’m pushed and shoved against the walls.

Yet a fire is erupting, as I’ve slept walked through the city. Bumping up against the foul and the filth. Bumping up against the enemies with in.

My voice cursed by the haunting city. My ghost face just another ghost face. My hurt it’s just a word floating in the bleak air.

The weight of the world crushing my shoulders. The stress of the world seep in my skin. Enemies with in flicker in my eyes.

The faceless shadow man bump into me as if I don’t exist. The fire Erupting, The hate oozing. The fire overflowing I can smell the stench Of death all around me.

All I can see is the color grey. A word drips from my mouth.

“Hey man didn’t you see me? ”

The faceless shadow man doesn’t answer.

“I said hey man didn’t you see me? ”

The enemies with in speak.

“Don’t let this punk get the best of you! ”

I clinch my fist ready to jam in his face.

In this horrified moment I am about to self destruct cross the line of fire. Embracing the empty life.

Then suddenly I look into the man’s eyes and I see my self.
I see my self and creep back back to my life.