Poem -

What is enough?

What is enough?

The echo of my screams
A torn and bruised body
An empty vessel
Where tears are my sea
Is this not enough?

Tattered pulled out hair
Blood stains on my dressing gown
Life on me, doesn't seem fair
To say no, is not even allowed
Is this not enough?

Your wife, a ghost in the corner
Yellow fingers of smoking my worry
A woman with an eating disorder
Disillusion to be free, there's no hurry
Is this not enough?

To be dragged along the passage
I see his dirty fist clench
I know exactly what's going to happen
No use of shouting for help
Is this not enough?

It must be...

I've had enough

My body can't cope

My heart doesn't feel mine

My soul is disappearing

I'm contemplating suicide

This isn't me

It's not who I am

If this isn't enough

Then I'm strong

I'm not giving up
I'm not giving up...

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Keith Stubbs

Another masterpiece wayne with a well described situation that is still too common todayΒ 

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Wayne Stubbs

Thank you Keith, very true it needs to be challenged or looked into a lot moreΒ Β 

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