Poetry

Can I

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Simply just live in this moment

Where everything feels good and calm

And for once at peace.

But I know that’s only because the countdown is on.

The days when my freedom is limited and the unknown occupies my mind.

Why can’t I run from this

The one thing that tires me out to the very soul of me.

When will I be free to breathe, laugh, and not pretend to care?

Because a piece of me dies every time I step foot into that place where those who think they are too worthy to be there aren’t.

Those who are worthy choose to leave because they are tired of being the ones others rely on.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes