Poetry

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I to be like a caterpillar and go up inside my cocoon and come out a new person.

But, lately it feels like I’m trapped in this cocoon and there is no way out of this place that is so dark and lonely.

This process feels like it is going on forever and the outcome is not looking to have strength me but has weaken me.

The days seem so much longer than they did before I was in this cocoon of misery.

I can only hope that I break out of this cocoon soon and regain the light and joy I had before or better than it was before it all went dark.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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