Stop.

Wed, 08/17/2016 - 10:40 -- ZT

“Not good enough?”

“Not good enough.”

How is it I can work,

              My fingers bleeding,

              My lips dry,

              My shoulders aching,

              My legs numb,

And not be satisfied?

How is it I can give,

              I have nothing left,

And not be enough?

How do I make the voices,

              My voice,

              Screaming,

              Yelling,

              Not good enough,

stop?

Roar back. Write back.

Write,

              Hands numb,

              Eyes tired,

              Do not,

Fight back, write back, and only then do the voices

               Stop.

This poem is about: 
Me

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