
Enough, enough. The world is rough.
It beats you bad, it thinks it’s tough.
Enough, enough, to this mortal coil.
I know my soul, it lives with soil.
Enough, enough, to tears spent
I have only myself to represent.
Enough, enough, to temper lost.
Look around, do you see its cost?
Enough, enough, to broken wings
Yes, I know how bad it stings.
Enough, enough, to time wasted
I offer my patience to be tested.
Enough, enough, to your useless talk.
My mind is elsewhere, ignoring your mock.
Enough, enough, to your obsessions
Soul, did you hear me? I said my confessions.
I admit, I declare my weakness is drawn.
Next to your King, I am simply a pawn.
But I carry strength in me stronger than steel.
It keeps me in check, before I too greatly feel.
You see, I know I am enough for myself.
I write my own stories upon my own shelf.
To believe that I can fall in your devilish hands.
Believe me, I quite easily understand.
I am enough, my soul is whole.
Though I continue to search, for whatever is left and
More.
About the Creator
Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.


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