Dillon Cain Poet Rhyme

Ego Death

The extermination of my self-identity
comes easy when taken from the tongue.

Words hanging in the balance,
breathe in the air in which they are strung.

Wrap tightly around my neck,
wringing the air out of my lungs.

Infestation of the mind and of
a heart so fractured yet so young.

Carried deeper into a world of hate,
so I let go of the hand that I once clung.

WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH UNTIL THEY SAY WE ARE ENOUGH.
WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH UNTIL THEY SAY WE ARE
WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH UNTIL THEY SAY WE
WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH UNTIL THEY SAY
WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH UNTIL THEY
WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH UNTIL
WE ARE NEVER ENOUGH.

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