Poetry

Daily Prompt: Abandoned

I thought you had left me behind

When you didn’t come back.

But as time went by I realize you

Won’t coming back and as the light turned.

Into Darkness and I could no longer see the

Things around me and I became afraid of

The shadows all around me.

There  was no one to protect me, you were

Suppose to shield me from the unknown.

But you felt Abandoning me was better

Than going through the up’s and down’s together.

I will never forget that day but I do forgive you and

I hope your okay all alone out there.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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daily post Prompt: Abandoned

#MayBook Prompt

The call of desperation

I call desperately for your help

But you don’t hear me, even though I’m

Right across the room, but you just swipe

Ignore.

And I’m all alone again, with no one to call

for help for you were my last result.

And now my phone is dead and the

Feeling has grown so strong that I can’t breathe

And my throat is closing in on me.

Why didn’t you help me, oh please I

Beg of you help me please, I can’t do this alone.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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For the: #MayBook Prompt-Desperation

Poetry

Daily Prompt:Music

Music your sound is so beautiful

And meaningful.

I crave you everyday, from the talented

People singing the sound of music.

Each sound is different but in each sound I

Can relate to and listen to the songs over and over.

Music I love that you are around and keep enlightening my

Life.

Your a need in my life and I hope, I keep finding more

Of you.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Post Prompt: Music

#MayBook Prompt

Ink My heart

with your love

For it will last a lifetime  inside my heart.

Even when it’s over or your gone the love

Will still have a home to go to at night.

Ink my heart with your words so my mind

can store your words forever and when I’m

Feeling down or just missing you, those words

Will warm my heart again.

 

Written  By: Deirdre Stokes

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For the #MayBook Prompts-Ink Heart

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Scars

My scars run through me like the blood

Flowing through my veins.

I know every detail about my scars

Like there my childhood friends.

One scar I have because I didn’t listen

As a child when told not to scratch my

Chickenpox.

But it itches was all on my mind back than,

Now my scars aren’t so innocent but I don’t

regret them for they show how strong I am now.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily post Prompt: Scars