Poetry

I want

 to feel alive again.

To feel safe again.

To feel like my writing is good again.

To feel like I’m taking care of myself again.

To feel like I know what I want.

To feel like I’m in a little control of what is going on around me.

It feels like I’m in a pile of mess and everyone expects me to know the answers to the questions.

We all want answers too but the unknown is coming and right now it doesn’t look that good.

 

 
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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