Poetry

I want

to think about something else 

But the same shit keeps running through my mind.

I want to free myself from this torture that is a small part of my life.

I don’t want to feel overwhelmed with this issue every time Monday comes around.

I know you think so highly of yourself but, I just want to let you know it’s time to step down and revaluation what you think you’re doing so great at.

I don’t mean to be so harsh but, I’m tired of suffering because you don’t want to do as much as you are supposed to be doing.

I’m standing up for me and those behind me because if the problem doesn’t get fixed all you will see is me walking out that door.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I thought

you could see though my fake happiness

as I keep moving forward with everything.

Even though all I really want to do is run and stay as far away from this mess as I can.

Stuck inside your head

Stuck inside this place

Stuck inside and I’m losing it

For I crave so much more than this little box can offer me.

I’m walking so fast that I might as well be running to get away form here faster.

Only time will tell if things end up working out in this situation and the timing couldn’t be better.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

We don’t

know why something’s just don’t turnout so well

but, I don’t want to give up on things I know will workout in the end.

Even when the beginning feels like a disaster waiting to happen and the outcome doesn’t even look like it will make it past noon.

I know I must keep my head up high if I don’t want the negative things to overwhelm me.

I know I didn’t see what was about to happen and even though it’s all took us by surprise.

We could have just pushed it away and moved on, hoping this moment would change us from being so close.

To being complete strangers all over again was not the deal we signed up for when we became friends so long ago.

We could wish for things to go back to what it was before but, through the days and weeks and months we have been apart, things have not been in the same.

And we have grown through our sadness and our hurt.

We have become more or less of what we needed to be

strong and proactive this year.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I am

cold as I walk through the darkness and my thoughts are all full of what I wish I could do right now.

I walk and I stumble through things as you demand so much from me.

I wonder when I became your slave and when my voice no longer belongs to me.

Am I my person or do you own me now? And if you do, then why am I doing better than you?

Am I to look at you for direction for I feel if I do, to be lost, we will both be forever?

I am so tired from the list of things I am required to do so that you can sit on your throne and do nothing but look like you are in charge.

I want to say so much but I just don’t care anymore and at this point you can be in charge for it just so much easier to be without a voice and let you lead for I know we will both be in the darkness soon or in the fire for you can’t save me or yourself at this point.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

This

wasn’t the way things were supposed to go.

Oh how I’ve heard that so many times lately but, yet here I am still here stuck in a place

that does not appreciate all that I do for it.

I try to be the bigger person and do all that I can do but there comes a time when you wonder what is wrong with mankind.

Every day and moment something happens that is out of our hands and yet there is no compassion for others because if you are the customer you have the right to treat me like a robot with no emotions.

Am I not human like you?

Don’t I have to pay bills like you too?

Yet I am here to listen to you when you have had a bad day and wishing that you feel better and I do that because I care not because I have too.

But, this is the way my life is and right now being the best isn’t something I ever desired and oh how I wish I could be invisible right now.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I’m

losing my mind

as my body loses energy.

I know I can’t keep doing this but,

yet here I stand doing more than I can.

Just to please the one who doesn’t stand by me in the end.

No more being that person always on the side for I feel like I’ve aged by 20 years just in two days of overworking until every bone in my body hurts.

And do I get a thanks and I know this has been hard and here’s for all the work you do.

Nope, none of that and so the torture and pain continues until I can’t move a muscle at all.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Like a

rose you are beautiful

some days it’s just nice to look at you and see how far you have grown.

Some days I just want to be close to you and in those moments everything seem so magical.

Some days being near you hurt as you thorns poke me as I’ve seen to get too close and you weren’t having a good day.

Your words and that look you give me, makes me want to walk away but, I know that tomorrow will be different.

You may bloom tomorrow and show me things you never let me see or tell me things you always wanted to share with me.

So I will wait and watch for I know there will be a day when you notice me too.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

This isn’t

the way I wanted things to end.

I had so much hope that things would work out this time.

But, yet again here we are stuck in this same spot with no hope insight.

I’m ready to fight for what is right but, the minute she is in my sight,

the truth is it doesn’t matter how hard  I try or fight.

For when it comes down to the end result it will never get better if she doesn’t try too.

It’s a battle not worth pushing for at this point for I’ve tried over and over again and the cycle just continue with me overworked and unsatisfied.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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