“Enough”
said the echo to the voice that kept yelling

“Enough”
said the boy that was bullied and raging

“Enough”
said the wife that was battered and bleeding

“Enough”
said the man on the bridge and is jumping

“Enough”
said a world that was lost and still spinning

“Enough”
said truth to deceit and the lying

“Enough”
said the poet to his soul and the writing

“Enough”

These hands were made for holding
Then came fear and taught me how to grasp

These lungs were made for holding
Then came anxiety and taught me how to gasp

This heart was made for holding
Then came love and taught me how to clasp