My Enemy lies within me I've learned to hate myself for who I am, and who I am not dreams that were never born and others, shot down by my mother. never being good enough, something about me was very bad. others were better, smarter and deserved happiness when I did not. dependent on her as she encouraged, lied to others of my demands Mothers words are poison, toxic, filled and spewing destruction Though she's gone, those words are still heard inside my head at everything I do. haunted by her choice of words, using them on myself daily hearing her anger inside my head