Poetry

We wish

things could have been different or maybe only I do and for you, it’s all just a blur and maybe one day you will remember how it all started.
But for now, it’s all just memories now and no need to relive it or worry about it, for the end game will all be the same.
To put up and deal with it seems like a simple thing but that would be a lie and sometimes lies just aren’t worth it anymore.
Time goes by and you realize that your thoughts and work and time just aren’t focused on that matter anymore.
And you forget about that subject and you move on and learn so much more.
But when their world shifts and well things may not be that great the tunnel you forgot to close.
They will use to crawl through and hope you left a way for them to get back in, for you allowed it before and the past always hunts you in the end.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes