When is enough, enough?
When it overflows your cup?
When it's always blowing up?
When you're feeling out of touch?
When you never seem to find the time
and nothing matters much?
When do you finally stand up?
After taking it blow after blow for so long
that you're not even sure if you know what's gone wrong
And all you can sing is the sadest of songs
of your longing for things to regrow.
When is enough too much?
When you're spiralling out of control?
When you're in it too deep to let go?
When the anger has turned into fear?
From tight fists to tight chest and short breathes.
When your eyes have cried every last tear?
When is the breaking point?
Can you feel it in your joints and bones?
You've over thrown your own defenses
for so long the tension's finally catching on
and now the cage is opened wide for what's inside.
When is it never enough?
When it's finally time to give up?
When you're left with an empty cup?
When words never amount to much?
When you never know how things will go
or if they can feel your touch?
When do you start to fall?
After realizing everything you've done wrong.
You're not even sure how things lasted so long.
And all you've just gone through has ended that song.
Now time passing allows for regrowth.
© 2009
10 Years Ago...F&L
10 years ago

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