Can I Be Enough?
A refusal to believe that I am a victim to my upbringing, circumstances, and traumas any longer. A belief that they are fixable, changeable, and adaptable

Passivity; a death wish
Trapped inside
afraid to rise
Always made to feel wrong
About any beliefs thoughts or song
So who am I?
If nothing I think, say, or believe is real
Who Am I?
Fading into the background
Passively calculating how to disappear
No life can be born from that despair
Living death is no thing to accept
Watching everything beautiful
Shrivel up and decay
While trapped behind a glass cage
Screaming, pleading, fighting
On display
Silently
Letting the vampires drain
The lies pulse in the vein
No longer will I sit and die
While destroying all before my eyes
Actively participating in the now
No longer satiating the gremlin of doubt
Learning to build what matters
I matter
No longer needing others approval to make me so
I actively choose to believe
I am enough
I can love
I can heal
I can build and stand for what I actively care for
Toxic Passivity no longer holds on to me
I choose to build a life
Not just pretend
until breath suspends
About the Creator
Curtis Woodcock
Adhd diagnosed individual squandering all of his potential due to low dopamine and the never-ending chase for it. Working on understanding my own bullshit.



Comments (1)
Thank you for sharing this wonderfully thoughtful and emotion-packed poem, looking forward to more stories and writings from you.