I have had enough

This time, when I get bruises,

I will not blow softly at my wound,

Nor try and distract myself,

I will let my pain grow;

I have had enough.

This time, when I feel it growing in me,

I will not hum a song to ease it,

I will let the it seep deep in my bones;

I have had enough.

This time, I won’t smear a balm,

Nor will I shut my eyes,

Nor will I turn my head,

At the sight of my naked wound;

I have had enough.

This time, when life comes tumbling down,

I will not have a superficial take on it,

I will let it become thorny and real;

I have had enough.

This time, I won’t sacrifice a single day at work,

Nor succumb to the comfort of my cocoon,

I will not let life retire to ease and peace;

I have had enough.

This time, my wounds need to be delved into,

Carefully,

With much patience,

Determination and decision,

I had to end it somewhere;

This time, I have resolved.