Poetry

To feel

The rain poured down around me on another cold day.

It makes me appreciate all my things and how quickly they can disappear.

As the day goes on, I don’t want to be responsible for someone else mistakes as the simple things confuse them.

I can’t hold hands when I’m being pulled in so many directions myself.

But the countdown begins as two more nights, and I can taste the freedom that awaits me.

Everything that will happen will be on me, and there will be no sides to pick.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes