my greatest enemy

stuck.
unsure
I tread
endure
another long day
clinging to this faith
that everything must change
nothing stays the same
but my heart sits still
a clod of wet clay

'pick your self up'
breath in
exhale
lift..
but strength folds
fail.
hard to hustle dead weight
he who holds me down
I know him well
lips bound in a frown
so I dip
introspect
reflect on my reflection
'he is I I am him'
my enemy
within