The gray sky moves in as the rain begins to fall down.
All is quite as no one is out and about in this rainy weather.
Everything is growing and eating up all the drips of rain as it lands on the grass.
All the hard work of cutting the grass and making it short again.
Will be short-lived as it rains for days to come and grass and trees soak up the bath they have being craving.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I control my thoughts
but sometimes they just get the best of me.
Turning everything I touch turn into a disaster
and all of it goes up in flames.
I have no one to blame but myself
and the dislike is so strong that I can’t hide from it this time.
The days go by and time is lost as I wonder what I can do to stop
this cycle of happening again.
I’m not the best at keeping change for somehow the past mistakes
sneak back into me like a snake and the bite is always so poisons that
the results are always a loss.
I’ve tried to stop myself before the damage is done but somehow I always
let it out in the end and I floats through the air traveling fast to get to its victim.
And at the time it feels like it needed to get out and maybe it did in a better light or a different day or time.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
The cold air hits me as I start to step out the front door
and so I quickly zip up my coat.
This morning is perfect for a walk to clear my mind and as
I start out my steps are slow as I am still half asleep.
But, soon I am awoken by the smells of the spring flowers and the noises of nature as everything starts to wake up too.
I start to speed walk and soon I’m running and everything is going by so much faster than before and I dont’ have time to stop and enjoy the view around me.
I just want to get back as quickly as possible because I have so much more to say now than I had to say when I left this morning.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I watch as the world goes by me
like a ghost in my present.
Everyone walks all around me like I just
faded from their memories and all I want to do is not
to dislike them because I care.
But no matter how many times I scream for them to look
at me they just seem to ignore me.
They look me right in the face and smile and walk away taking a part of me with them.
They don’t respond for me but they reach out when they need something.
But, lately the wanting to reach out is slowly fading from me and as I walked down the street.
I notice how light I seem to be walking now
and I realized that I’ve faded away almost completely.
The hope that I can come back is so small that it will take a
miracle to save me from disappearing and all I can do now is
stand here and wait.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Her passion for writing gets her through the toughest things in life
the words that flow through her mind.
Take away from all the things in life she can’t simply fix on her own.
The feeling of writing is the one thing she looks forward to after a long day of work.
It’s a place of safety for her, she let’s go of everything that holds her back and the sense of worry about liking or reading her piece isn’t as important as the feeling she gets when each piece is complete.
And a piece of her is out there forever.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
We seems to create our own harmony
like two beats that go together in perfect harmony.
I can’t stop wanting to be with you and it’s
like listening to my favorite song.
The Beat and the singer are in perfect harmony that when
you hear the beat you get lose in it and the words just pull you in deeper.
With you it’s like were making everything and everyone around us feel so
peaceful and whole.
The sound of our voices together create the harmony that everyone wants to accomplish in their life.
One day at a time our harmony brings others together or at least find themselves and start not only believing in themselves but others as well.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
slipped out my mouth and the results felt
like a car crash.
everything around me felt like slow motion
then the impact was so rough.
As you were thrown around by my words
cutting right into your heart.
And even though I was hurting to the look on your face
just haunts me and even though I know I was wrong.
I just can’t find the words to apologies to you right now because
I don’t know if I’m worthy of coming back into your life right now or ever.
Maybe the way I handled things was not the right way to do it but I can’t go back and take it back.
The words somewhat thought out but not yet processed the way they should have been now has me second guessing everything.
Maybe, I don’t deserve your forgiveness and maybe this will be the lesson that sticks in my mind and my heart.
And maybe I’ll finally stop making the same mistakes and just keep it to myself until I’m truly sure it’s what I want to say to you.
Because, my last words should be so true that I don’t regret a single word at the end of the day.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Each spike on my running shoes dogged into the grass as I ran.
Away from all the moments of pain
loneliness
slients
Hoping once I’m done the feeling of being overwhelmed would be over.
I run faster as the feeling of peace washes over me.
I fight back the feeling of giving up and push myself to the point of breaking.
And before my heart spikes any higher then possible.
I take a breath and get some water and cool down on my walk back to reality.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Never seemed so sad
but I can’t keep pretending anymore.
I have to let go before I not only ruin myself
but I ruin you too.
I don’t want the negative energy that has capture me
turn you against me.
So the best I can do is walk away and know that maybe the life and the people
I thought were suppose to be in it.
Are no longer around.
And maybe the journey on this narrow path was just too small road for all us to walk side by side down together anymore.
The present may just be the end to the things
that seem to be okay left alone but in truth
everything was crumbling and falling apart
right in my front of my face the whole time.
And now the end is so bitter-sweet with no words left to be said
but a lot of tears pouring down my face and nothing but my
own hands to wipe them away.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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