My Greatest Enemy
My greatest enemy does not lurk in graveyards or wait beneath the moon. It lives within the house of my mind, wandering candlelit corridors, trailing shadows through every room. It knows where the old wounds are buried. It knows which memories still ache when touched. It speaks in familiar voices, whispering every doubt I have ever tried to silence. The creature I fear most wears my own face. And that is what makes it dangerousβ it knows the way inside.
Nothing scares me more than my own mind and its ability to destroy itself so completely.
Jo xo


So true. We suffer the same enemy. Take heart that you're not alone.
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