I am not enough
I was never enough
You say, You say
I hear, I hear
Yet You say more
And I hear less.
It’s tug of war
Nothing to fight for
But I, I want to be heard
Closed doors speak
Blank walls cry
They listen to my quiet rants
You offer me Your deaf ear.
I rant, I rant
You break no sweat
And this is how
I loose the bet.
The bet of “Who survives”
And You store my life
Pin piercing paper;
Paper a crumpled mess
I, a crumpled mess
You, a rusted pin.
You should’ve done more
You should’ve let me stay
But you did not
And I could not
Suffer anymore.
So, so I might as well
Ring the death bell
But that is not so,
For I am not my foe.
And then I fly high
Without You by my side
Feels like feather
Heavier than ever
With purple wine
That tastes divine.
And then You see me
Spreading my arms in glee
It hits You that You’ve lost
An Angel like me.
