Poetry

I don’t

want to take the risk but at this point who am I pretending for.

I’m doing more harm than helping by sticking around today.

I’m lost in space and the truth is I’m not sure I want to find my way back to the disaster that hit us from side to side.

You can’t even step away for a second before it all goes downhill from there.

You start second-guessing everything and still, you can’t figure out what’s going on around you.

You know the problem isn’t you and yet still things are being thrown at you as if you need to be punished.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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