Poetry

No more

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words can come out of my mouth

or float in mind as the day goes on.

And everything about me just shuts down inside

with no hope to surface until the day I’ve been waiting for comes.

The things that were so thought out just don’t matter and the pain just makes it all seem so not worth it.

I can barely focus on today and I still have a tomorrow to deal with.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes