Enough

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Digging my way Out

I can't seem to let go,

Or let myself free.

The restrains of my past,

Still clinging on to me.

The scars run deep,

The wounds never seemed to heal.

This baggage I keep,

Weighs too heavy to deal.

Every day I shed another layer,

Separating from the pain is tough.

Slowly getting to the day where,

I finally believe that I'm enough.

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I’m sorry what you’re going through…

I'm sorry what you're going through

Everyone has their cross to bear

I knew a bear, he was very cross

He lost his true love

Blamed himself for the loss

Until one day he said 

'I won't blame myself for the loss

I'll go to work, I'll kill my boss

And with a salad I will toss

I'll eat him with some tartar sauce'

Hope you'll be feeling better soon

I enjoy your writing.