Poetry

No one

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It warned me that life would be hard sometimes and that the tears keep flowing.

Like an unlimited River down my face when I’m too tired to say words.

And when I become too tired but still have so much to say that I have to get out.

That paper sometimes becomes not enough as I fill all the blank space with words of frustration and joy and whatever else I may feel.

Because sometimes I have so much to say and no one to say it to, the paper gets my words and my time.

Life can be so much more than I thought it could be, and sometimes it burns through me in a way that I’m energized to the max.

While other times it feels like I’m on my last battery life, and no matter how much I try to recharge, it feels like my wires are broken.

And I don’t know if I can do much but lay here and listen to song after song.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes