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If only
I was
able to
open
your
skin,
healing
the wounds
you hold
deep in
you with
the touch
of my
hands,
for now,
I only
possess
these
words,
but, do
you not
see?
even
they are
not enough,
only you
are.
I try hard to love myself
The person that I am
Everyone tells me I am beautiful
Don't know why I never can
I want to love myself like i did when i was little
Enough
-of this…

Enough
-of that…

Enough
-of them…

Enough
-of me…

Enough
-is enough

Enough
-of this ****…

Enough
Just give me a moment

Enough
Just give me space

Enough
Just give me (some) time

And I’ll let you know when
That’s enough

© By HF-Whisper
15/12/21 19:48PM
My Dear Poet Nov 2021
“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”
There’s no reply
For once,
I thought maybe I wasn’t make enough effort
But twice,
I know enough that I wasn’t wanted
Enough is enough
Nat Sep 2021
On darkest nights, when full moons preside
Silver bullets are just the thing
When the howls are coming from inside
Silence with silver, gunshot ring

Gold grows tarnished and fractured, such fragile prizes
And bronze knights are forgotten soon as the sun rises
Leave nothing to mock, nothing to pilfer
Paint the walls cerebral and silver
Gerald Sep 2021
He is everything I'll never be; enough and appealing.

And I'm everything that he isn't; broken and entombed. Put away.

But becoming - blooming.
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