Poem: “I am enough” – 12/01/20

 I am enough the way I am, she scrawls over and over
 on the draft paper for algebra which 
 she really has no use for, 
 her math is terrible, best use 
 the sheets as they are to scratch and scrawl.
 Enough, enough, enough,
 she traces the letters, feeds the words,
 perhaps one day another person she’ll enthrall.
 An understanding that if she writes the phrase 
 often enough it’ll ring true,
 a sudden belief structure then reverently erected 
 like a mosque or a church
 present to preserve self-acceptance 
 and worship of her own worth
 for she does not accept these words, 
 round and round her calligraphy swirls.
 Empty loops and hollow introspection exist,
 to her, she is nothing right now, she is yet to become.
 The ink drags along with her flowing hand,
 reflections of prior motions, 
 But enough, enough! with this self-pity and deep sadness,
 at a lack of acknowledgement for 
 her true internal development,
 she is enough, 
 always has been,
 always will,
 so saddening she needed to ink the phrase upon her skin. 
 Because now the mark speaks of how 
 she believed she was not enough,
 so much so that, insecurity rose and drowned her,
 to pay someone to mark her for life,
 with words in a calligraphy that was not mine. 
 © 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
 All images signed “LMH” 
 are copyrighted 2019-2020 by Lauren M. Hancock 
 and all rights reserved. 

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  1. I love this poem, and the phrase “you are enough”. Many times when friends come to me, seeking advice, in an apparent state of internal struggle I’ve offered those very words–“You are enough”. It seems to do for them what it does for me when I have no choice but to look myself in the proverbial mirror because as you know, the friend many have to go to has so few to turn to in such moments. I love your poetry–it speaks to me. Thank you for also giving me the “hook” I needed to write an essay I’d been putting off because I needed a start point. To start at the beginning was too sad, to start at the end was cheating, (both the story of its strength and the reader of the hope it may offer). Your poem reminded me of how that phrase, “You are enough” is so often what stands between where we’ve left our indelible mark and the canvass yet to ink, that we are enough to not leave anything blank, by choice. So, thank you! Take care.


    1. Thank you so much for your kind words and praise for my poetry. I’m so happy that this poem had reached you and I’m glad that you were able to start the essay you mentioned. I appreciate your feedback a lot, it makes me feel lovely. 🙂

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