Poetry

I know

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I need to walk away when I’m more miserable than I am happy.

When it seems like the storm is beating down on me more than the sun is shining into my days and the moon and lighting my nights.

I know that I can do so much more but every time I try t step away from it’s like I just stepped in a hole and I pop out right back where I started.

Will, it ever change or will this be the cycle of my life?

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes