Poetry

Am I

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Ever going to figure this out.

I want to say more than I’ve said in the past to you.

But I don’t want to scare you away

For the unknown is just so deep and right now so inconsistent.

I’m not ready to let you in completely.

Because I’m haunted by memories of my past.

From a similar situation that didn’t go so well.

I know I have to move on and give you a chance.

But right now it’s hard for me to break away from those chains that are holding me back.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Sometimes I

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Wonder if I have faded from your memories

As you don’t seem to acknowledge me most days.

And now as you come around all I feel is frustration and I don’t know where we stand anymore.

I don’t want to ask for too much but I’m not begging for more either.

Will, I will ever be a complete image in your head or a face you slight recognize in passing?

You once were someone I looked forward to seeing and hearing from now your just gone.

And even though you haven’t faded from my memory.

You have faded from my life and even I know now you never missed me when I was gone.

And so I won’t miss you as I forget you and forgive you but you’re now my past and I’m only living in the present now.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

No rush

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Equals emotional overload

Where frustration meets tears

And you hope this isn’t your new reality.

So many days of being okay and all it takes is a restless night.

And you’re falling apart again

With no set of directions to get out of this mess, you’ve created again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I came

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Back to our spot on the beach in hopes, you would show up.

I even wore the lights you gave me last Christmas.

I was hoping they would help you find your way back to me.

everything that was planned.

Before all this is a nice set of memories to look back on.

But now I stand here waiting to see your face.

To be able to enjoy the nice weather with you.

For it has been so long since I’ve seen you in person.

Facetime has been nice but it isn’t the same as sharing the same air and I miss your touch.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes