To My Nemesis

Oh, blank page!
As white as these knuckles
on hands balling into
fists.

Oh, blank page!
As empty as the beer bottle
drained whilst looking for
myself.

All you want is to be filled
but, have you realised
if I do, I’ll take away
everything you are?

You’ll become something else
entirely. Do you appreciate
that power as you mock me,

taunt me,
goad me
to destroy your emptiness?

Have you ever thought of seeking help
for your obvious distress?

That makes two of us.

#NaPoWriMo2020 #Day6