Poetry

So

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many words  I could say right now but, nothing seems to come out.

The storm of my life is coming in strong and I have nowhere to hide.

It’s going to tear me apart and  maybe no one will notice until I’ve been gone for a while.

How many words will it take to get me back to myself.

Or will I forever be broken like  Humpty Dumpty and no matter how people try to put me back together.

I’ll never be the same person again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.

3 thoughts on “So”

  2. Ah, forever broken seems so familiar until you wake one day and the anxiety, fear, and sadness are gone! The fever broken by the healing effect of time and the love of others.

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