Enough

Enough

The times I wanted to give up

When the world around me failed me

Enough

The unending rumination of the voices,

of the delusions that would break my reality

Enough

When Liberty kicked me out,

The mental freedom lost

Enough

The waterfall of tears after my missionary trip,

The trauma I endured shattered my world

Enough

Of the name-calling

Of the bullying

Enough

The pressure within is like a teapot—

expectation of freedom

Enough

The assault on my mouth

The negligence of care

Enough

Of the constant yelling

Of the sleepless nights

Enough

Of the paranoia

Of the running away

I finally stopped.

I’ve finally grown.

The world may break you, but God will fill the cracks with gold and make you into something new.