Poetry

Falling fast

As everything around me flies away and you’re left alone in a dark place, I haven’t seen you in a long time; you show up now and then.

The place is so dark it feels like you are wandering for hours and days.

Until you see a light of hope and you rush forward.

And maybe you go back to yourself, or you fall back into the unknown.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes