Poetry

Your mouth

 Opens and I wish you would close it.

There is nothing you can say that would interest me.

I don’t want to hear you complain about what is not being done.

I don’t want to hear my name coming from your lips either.

I feel like I’m done with you but I have to see you almost everyday anyways.

I don’t want to deal with you but what choice do I have at this point in time.

Lost and I don’t want to found as I find ways to avoid you.

Only two days and then your back again and I know things will go back to be so unfair.

But I will push on for it’s not you I’m truly trying to be like right now and it won’t be you I see when this journey comes to an end.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes