Psychological Warfare

The relentless enemy, from a trench,   
Wages psychological war.
Against the barrage, your teeth clench 
As he fires shots you can't ignore.  

You are not good enough; you must do more.
You are inadequate, for sure. 
Better yet, don't get up from the floor.
You're bound to fail, simple and pure.

Your foe escalates with a hand grenade -
You are a pathetic case.
No one could ever want you, I'm afraid.
Stay home and hide your face.

Your brutal antagonist now drops a nuke, 
And you freeze inside your core.
In this world, you are a freakish fluke.
There's no place for you no more.

Oh, the pernicious, insidious dread - 
It's the voice from the trenches in your head.

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