My Nameless Enemy

Sometimes our enemies are closer than we think...

So today I face an enemy
That I know not yet it's name.
No matter how hard I fight
It seems it always ends the same.

I struggle to breathe
Gasping for life
I end up grabbing my throat
As if cut by a knife

So I search high and low
Without a clue or trace
I take a look around
And begin to see his face

I feel a sense of fear
As I sense his presence drawing nearer
My nameless enemy
All the clues becoming clearer
The sad truth being
That my enemy, lies within the mirror.