Poetry

Pushing

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Because so much is expected of me. What happens when I fail, and there is no return to how it used to be?

And I don’t want to go back in time and make things right.

For what will that serve?

I was meant to fall and stay down for a while so that I could see I wasn’t on the right path.

I was losing myself more and more each day, and my answer to things barely scratched the surface of who I was.

The road was endless, and the feeling of being tired and overwhelmed.

It was all I felt like nothing could get done, and I was going in circles.

Until the time ran out, there was nothing to show or tell.

And no excuses as to why things were all over the place.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes