Poetry

Being alone

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Photo by Andrey Zvyagintsev on Unsplash

As I read in the dark with little light a night of studying at the library and for a moment I was alone.

Until you came along snapping pictures as if I was committing a crime.

With one look you got the hint so off you went letting me get back to a story more interesting than mine.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I wish I could

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Say I have it all figure out

But that would be a lie

And I’ve realized that well lying doesn’t get you very far in life.

So everyday I do something to well figure out who I am and what I need to do to become who I’ve meant to be.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I used to

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hide behind my hair

not thinking or believing I was more

Because my hair was what they commented me on.

So I spent my time focusing on my hair making sure it looked nice and in a way, I lost myself and didn’t realize my true beauty until much later.

That my smile could light up a room and be a delightful thing for people to see after a long tiring day.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

My heart

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is bursting with colors of emotions so strongly

I feel it might just beat right out my chest.

So full of light and love to be shared.

It lights up like the right combination of pulls on a slots machine.

Announcing the biggest win of your life the love that will be so unconditional.

It will be like winning the lottery over and over again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

It’s been

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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

Poetry

Feeling

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disconnected from it all

looking all around for the one wire that has thrown everything off.

No clear signal anymore has everything going so slow with no good solution insight.

As weeks go by the ability to connect to yourself and the world around you becomes almost non-existent.

That you stop trying to find what is wrong and decide to move on but no matter how far you run that missing link will always hold you back.

So what will you do as you fade into a world that may or may not notice your spark go out?

Will you fight to get that link back or will you give up letting that connection fade like the others over the years?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes