Poetry

Its okay

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To not be okay

As I wake up, I can feel the tiredness calling every bone in my body

And the day just started

And I already want to go back to sleep even though I know I should get up.

Start my day and hope not to stare off into space aimlessly

I’m tired, but I want to be productive. The battle begins, and I guess I will see who wins.

Probably tiredness because I will probably fall asleep mid-sometime today and miss out on something, and have to rewire, but in reality, that time will be gone.

And just like yesterday, I will have missed out on time well spent because I was just too tired to stay up and enjoy it.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2026 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Where do I

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Begin

And where do I end?

Do I even want to start

And if I do, will I ever finish?

Will it look good

Or will no one get it.

Should I begin?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2026 By Deirdre Stokes