My Enemy

by xX Toxic Cure Xx   Oct 21, 2004


I stare out and see your face
I wish it was a memory I could erase
I hate your hair of golden blond
I hate the way your eyes are green like scum from a pond
I hate the way you laugh and smile
I hate your skin like pale white tile
I hate your lips of rosey red
I hate all the scars from which you bled
I hate the way you pretend to be something your not
I hate the way you love people a lot
I hate the way you fight for your love
I hate the way your are always silent like a dove
I hate the hurt that comes from your soul
I hate the way your tears could fill a thousand bowls
I hate the way dark circles line your eyes
I hate the way you put up with everyones lies
I hate the earrings that line your ears
I hate the cries that nobody hears
I hate this mirror which brings you to me
I hate you Monica, your my greatest enemy

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  • 20 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    Okay so, first of all I think the whole "My own worst enemy" thing works really well in this poem, so congrats on that. I also feel that the repitition makes the hatred seem even stronger. My criticism is that you need to work on the rhythm of this poem. The repitition definitely sets up the beginnings of a great rhythm, so if you ever plan on revising this poem, I would suggest making the syllable count more standardized.

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