ENOUGH

ENOUGH

When the soul cries out "Enough, Enough!"
comes the realization you are not so tough
and the tears won't stop, you weep in vain,
for what was is gone, will not come again.

What is the use to keep trying to carry on
when hope disappears each coming dawn?
What good is life for a weary wretched soul
who never quite meets their cherished goal?

Black as coal is the heart that turns away,
not a shred of caring about what you say.
My pain is deep, yet you still cannot see
that it's over and done, it is enough for me.

The answers are written somewhere in time,
just lying silently in a forgotten bit of rhyme.
When the soul cries out "Enough, Enough!"
comes the realization you are not so tough.

Countrymom
5/31/09