Poetry

I thought

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I knew the right words to say.

But as I stand here today looking out on everything I’ve worked so hard for the real question is it worth it now.

As someone else comes in and just trash the place it feels like there is no hope.

And it’s time to just let it fall apart all around me like an abandoned building just one little touch abs every falls down.

No evidence left to identify what this place used to be like.

At this point its a distance memory of what it used to be and it will not ever be as great again.

To the past and getting away from the present to get to a better future for the walls are crumbling around me now and its time to let go before I crumb too.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes