Long strides have been made, yet never enough
Fall for your mind games, the loving is tough
Page filled with ink stains; it's time to rebuff
Merge to a new lane, drive past the same stuff
Have blood on my knees: the pavement is rough
Got all of these peers, yet who can I trust
Put down the whole hand, I'm calling it bluff
Keep asking myself "When is it Enough?"
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Author:
HallieDanae (
Online) - Published: April 15th, 2025 18:47
- Comment from author about the poem: I often ask myself if I am ever going to be good enough, and those thoughts of incompetency are running through my mind all the time, so this poem kind of addresses that internal questioning.
- Category: Reflection
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