Poetry

I’m trying

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So hard to hide and not get involved with the things that seem to rock the boat.

A boat that has been kept afloat barely for the last couple of months.

But every time you turn around, something new pops up like a snake in the night looking for new prey.

I received all the bites, but I keep going as those around me keep getting screwed over, and villains have no care in the world.

As if karma isn’t lurking in the corner waiting to strike and light up this boat that’s already filled with no hope of making it to shore.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.

2 thoughts on “I’m trying”

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    Printer Drivers says:

    Do not dare to try will continue to be shackled by fear

  2. cm writes – Joplin, MO – A lifelong desire of mine has been to write. As a child I wrote, even though it needed some pizzazz; but as a child, my abilities were very limited as you can imagine. Every person has much to learn, and I did that along the road to adulthood. I sure wish I kept them so I could us them for other posts. Fool that I am, I destroyed them. There were diaries through childhood abuse, tossed out. I guess that they served their purpose. Diaries I also kept through 2 abusive marriages and where are they now? They have all been destroyed, but yet I love to write. I guess that I didn't see any reason to keep them at the time, but as I write now, I can see the true value of them, precious. Here it is, the year 2025, and I stand transformed—a woman who has found her own voice and risen above the events that once shaped her. They have not defined me; instead, they became the ground from which my voice has finally risen. I have written six books. Had I clung to those diaries, I might have remained in the memories, circling them endlessly. But I did not stay there. I rose from them, and in rising, I found my voice at last.
    Colette Merrill says:

    “I’m trying” just struck me like a lightning bolt, entering the crown of my head and exiting out my heart. It’s left me weak and I am like; “this boat that’s already filled with no hope of making it to shore.”

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