Let this be enough

Flowers will bloom from my rotting body

Let this be enough 

Let me be enough 

Because I am exhausted 

Twisting and bending, like a contortionist, trying to fit in 

Trying to be everything they want 

But deep inside, I am small 

I am simple 

I will take the bare minimum and I will cherish it 

I know that I deserve more that I deserve better 

But that does not mean I will seek it 

Because I am content 

With being alone 

Even if I long for more, even if I just wish to be held and kissed softly 

Your eyes turn pink 

And they pool with blood 

I wonder if karma knows 

I don’t wish you ill will, but what goes around comes around and I know that I’m not perfect but I know that I deserve better 

I am the writer, never the muse 

But for once I want to be looked at like I am a masterpiece, and not something you hide in the back of your she-shed

Some thing that you display proudly, and you don’t bury in the ground

Let this be enough,

Let me be enough

–

Keela Sawyer

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