Poetry

Running in

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And out of this place like I have nowhere to go and so I come back time and time again.

Only to find nothing is different but everything is the same and so I go insane.

I guess it was wishful thinking that things would be different this time around.

Wishing everything wasn’t a mess but that this storm I’m standing in now was just a dream.

And when I open my eyes I will have just been daydreaming and the outcome of my life wouldn’t still be unclear.

But I know if I keep taking one step at a time when the timing is right.

Everything that is meant to be will be and this half-finished story of my life will fill up in no time like a thousand-piece puzzle.

With patience and concentration, I can and will overcome this place.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes