Poetry

It’s been

A long day of listening to this
and watching that but thinking about so much has kept my mind occupied.
That even though I have done so much and had a couple of breakthroughs.
I still feel stuck in a place that feels like quicksand and the possibility of getting out is slim.
I don’t even see myself fighting it anymore and so the darkness or whatever this is.
Overcomes me and I am lost like a little kid in a grocery store
so many aisles it’s hard to remember which one your mother was in and it doesn’t help that you can’t read the signs either.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes