Good Enough
Good Enough


Pain is a constant
This aching, burning, tragic heart
Suffering the shame of never being good enough
Baring the stain of loosing, becoming used to it effects
I've given so much of myself that there is little left
I've stretched my soul across space and time in hopes that
One day true love will find a place for her and I, whoever she may be
For those I've truly loved never truly loved me
At times I loved too much when I should've held back...
Other times I held back when I should've loved hard
So many mistakes and misinterpretations
So much pain caused by miscommunication
I've lost pieces of myself through every tragic end
Questioning whether or not I'll ever love or be loved again
<p>And if so, how long will it be before she leaves me
How limited am I in my capacity to love when love always starts sweet but ends so bitter
So much to give but not enough to consider
I become a wash with fear whenever she approaches near
Like a vagrant come to steal all that I posses, all that I have left
She appears like an apparition
Lifting me up only to drop me from the highest altitudes leaving me broken and in tears
Love... Such a volatile thing
Companionship is a necessity but it bears a brutal sting
To feel as though you're no one to anyone is to truly feel alone
Brick by brick, stone by stone
These walls built to keep love at bay have trapped me in this prison I now call home