Poetry

Driving

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Away from the things

That doesn’t matter anymore.

And I am not sad about it

As I drive in the dark and hope they

Won’t come looking for me.

I tried to make it work but I’m not foolish enough to stay any longer.

Then I need to because I have reached the end of my rope.

I have cried enough tears and stared at enough walls to know.

I’m stronger as long as I stay away and fade into life on my own.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes