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
-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
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
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
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.