Poetry

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I search for the answer to the question everyone keeps asking me about.

It feels like my life is flashing right in front of my eyes and what I’ve done or yet to do just seem so short.

The good times feel like so few and the bad times just keep piling up and I know that the hope to live a little more just doesn’t seem to be happening.

The peace I beg for seems so temporary as the frustration turns out to be all that I experience from one moment to the next.

I know that I am helpful but at the same time I am so tired and just in hope of a long night sleep with nothing to get up in the morning for.

To just lay around with no care in the world but, the joy of me being able to just relax and not deal with all the stress around me right now.

To just go out and enjoy the weather even the moments when it feels like it is just too hot out, just to be able to enjoy the little moments that are feel of laughter and joy.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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