Metaphorical

Worst Enemy 
Standing beside me 
when greatest decisions 
are carefully made, 
silent, smiling, gloating, 
knowing things unknown to me, 
holding me hostage 
with consequences 
and absence of options. 
It has deceived me, 
handcuffed me, 
trapped me, 
and left me to lie in my own messes, 
trapped in a tower prison, 
with short hair and no prince. 
And I wonder, 
what is it scheming up for me now? 
and how will I withstand it? 
and how will I survive it? 
and how in this whole, wide, warped, wicked world 
can I ever manage to avoid it?