Month: June 2022

Poetry

You Slid

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In my life, like a little kid on a water slide, you were trying to have some fun and not grow up too fast.

Because now you are an adult and everything happening around you is chaos, you sometimes want to get away.

Like a detective, people close to you try to find out what they can about you, hoping to bring you down.

They don’t want to see the positive things you do, so they somehow bring up negative things to rob you of your good mood.

But their efforts don’t last long, for there is always something good to pull from this world, drowning out the villains that don’t want to see the underdogs make it to the finish line.

And so you come out smiling, and even though every day isn’t always bright, I know you will get through it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Like a

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Blanket, you’re always there for me in my time of need.

You’re the strength that carries me through my days.

The reason I know I’m enough in this crazy world.

Where truths and lies bleed together and telling them apart becomes more challenging daily.

But you always help me see the truth and find my way again.

My God, the one I seek and crave the most when things are bad but praise the most when things are so good too.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

My head

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It is about to explode as you make a bigger mess out of everything so quickly.

I must have missed something as I watch you move around at an average rate.

But somehow, your hands create chaos whatever it touches, and then as you open your mouth, it spits out a powerful path of lies.

Leaving me feeling drained and insane with nowhere to run for sooner or later. You always find me, and the cycle of torture begins again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

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

Poetry

No control

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Over the things, others do as there are no rules anymore.

Just do what you want and when you want to do it.

Your decisions are all that matter, and there is no wrong you can do.

Who is there to judge you when you are living for yourself and your focus isn’t on those around you.

And so the trouble starts, the fingers start pointing, and they all hope it falls on someone who didn’t see it coming.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes