Poetry

I don’t know

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What did you think when you decided to handle everything on your own?

Especially when the weather keeps changing and you can’t even decide on one thing either.

As I pace outside, thinking of ways to get us out of this situation.

The frustration I’ve been holding in is boiling to the surface, and I don’t know what to do.

Because I walk through that door again, I will go off, and I can’t not when the guest knows something is wrong.

So I stand in the cold, hoping to numb the frustration until I can control my mouth.

As I let the icy weather go over me, I felt this knowing feeling that maybe you didn’t mean wrong, but that time was never on your side.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes