Poetry

I can’t

Just give up

Because I know if I do

It’s going to haunt me for the rest of my life.

The would and could have done that will be on my mind rolling around and teasing me into the end of time.

It will be worse than being bullied and losing my voice.

It will be a never-ending torture that only I can end, so I know I better not give up, for tomorrow is not promised, so today, I will make the most out of it now and hope for the best.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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