You Can't Tell Me When I've Had Enough

You Can’t Tell Me When I’ve Had Enough

My skies were luminous, but you brought the shade

My soul was lively, but you brought to it a switchblade

I find beauty in the pained, the unusual, the strange

“I can help them! I can help them change!”

Using you as an excuse, to avoid my own demons

My emotions everchanging in my head like the seasons.

I thought you were good, innocent, worthy.

So I let you shatter my wall, have mercy.

All I had left to protect me were some broken pieces.

Then took me to the point where I had to ask, where the peace is.

Tore the milky ways, the moon, the sun right from my universe

Then expected me to apologize just like we had rehearsed.

Eyes became floodzones, because our house became a warzone.

And my heart was headed for its very own tombstone.

When you finally led me to believe that I needed you

You took my oxygen away until I was nearly blue

You threw me out into the cold, but let’s see who’s really the fool.

You push me down, I get back up.

You can’t tell me when I’ve had enough.

You lost a girl who believed in you, would bleed for you.

Someone who would find a way to obtain the world and just give it to you.

I am strong like the anchor that holds down the boat and the winds of a hurricane.

The worst that you that you’ve done

Cannot compare to the things I’ve overcome

And when it’s all said and done, I don’t need a damn son

Because I shine brighter than what anyone uses as a word for me

One word can’t define me, please do not confine me.

For I am a soldier who fights the battle we call life daily.

Just to keep believing that I don’t need anyone to save me.

And although my demons from my nightmares, they’re right there

Try to push me to the point that I’m scared, to beware

I arise from the dark corners that once almost consumed me

Just to become stronger and stronger than what I used to be.

So you may have brought dark storms to my bright skies

But at the end of the day a little rain will only help to revitalize.

And you may have brought a knife to my back and my soul

But I have the ability to make whatever is empty full.