Enough

Well it hurts.
Like a deep cut should.
Let it be, it’s free.
Just feel and say
I’m still here
I’m alive
I’ll make it mine.
This life should come
with maps and lines
but I scared myself
some ugly ghosts
that whispers cries
all night long.
I shut you out the door
were you here with me?
So, what’s your mind
thinking I should keep
all these strings to me
just to let you feel
safe and secure.
I just don’t feel you
ANYMORE.