Endless

Every morning you wake up to the stabbing of the rays of light. You squint, and refuse further torture. You close the blinds, and stare at the ceiling. And a heavy sigh expresses your perfunctory. You caved in, yesterday, and the day before. You said 'enough' yet it kept on coming like waves that crashes. You put your heart into every little detail to your underrated effort, just to have the rug pulled out from underneath. You say enough. But it will never end, it will never be enough.