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Free Flow Friday with Laura 

Prompt: Raw

I’m left here feeling these raw emotions of what just happened and I begin to wonder why was I spared when so many lives were lost.

What had they thought before the bullet took their lives and in that moment before fate decided it was their time to go.

Did they wish they had more time or did they just feel sad for the ones that they left behind.

I feel sad for the ones that loss their life that day and I feel sorry for the ones that survived because the pain of watching people you knew fall around you.

The feeling of fear running through you now and that feeling of happiness and safe now ripped from you innocent hands.

Nothing will be the same as you walk down those halls or go about your day, maybe you won’t have nightmares.

But, some will dream about that day and it will haunt them for the rest of their life.

This moment won’t be just one day it will be something that you remember for a lifetime, you will always question that day.

I was left here to say what those that didn’t make wanted to say and in this moment  I am sad that the world is meeting me because of this tragic moment that changed not only my life but others as well.

When does the tragic moment end and life becomes peaceful again, a question I know no one has an answer to right now or back then.

To watch this world fall apart because of gun violence and no hope seems to becoming soon enough.

I pray it all stops soon but, without some action nothing will become of this and we will be reading about another tragic moment again soon.

But, I pray so hard that, that moment doesn’t happen but this world is cruel and we can’t control the actions of others.

So let’s start watching for the signs that may help us stop them before things get too far, for too many young people are dying because of this problem.

That hurts more than the people who live in that town, their hurt carries on to many as they pray for comfort and strength for those who families lost someone so precious to them.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Captive by your words!

Free Flow Friday with Laura

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Captive by your words as I sit down and read a good book and completely zone out as I get sucked in to each page. 

As the story unfolds right in front of my eyes I just can’t look away and when I get to the last couple of pages.

I just can’t put it down until I know what has happened and how it ended and then I can go to sleep and wake up and wait around for the next book in the series to come out. 

And while I wait I fall into another book and read that one until my reading obsession is satisfied. 

Like handcuffs once I am locked in to a new book that is so good it’s hard to let go and get out of a story so captivating it stays with months later. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Captive by your words!

Every Friday Writting Prompts:Free Writing timer

Getting through the fog

So happy that Free Flow Fridays with Laura are back!

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I see someone up ahead and I just want to catch up with them for its been lonely on this road to nowhere.

I just needed to get away and see some scenery but all that was out today was fog and empty roads.

No one was out on my street as I pulled away from my driveway and made my way to the main road.

I saw a couple of cars but it was before ten am so I figured everyone was still sleeping and maybe once I hit the highway it would be different.

But, soon there was no traffic and no one for miles and I wasn’t on the back roads so I should have known something was wrong.

I tried to speed up and see if maybe I could find one lucky soul that would tell me what was going on but no one was out.

I seemed like every turn I took put me back on the same road and I was never going to go home again.

My chance of just being by myself turned into a nightmare I was not looking forward to being in and, looked like the ending was never coming and if it did it would not be happy for me.

I just want to go home and get off this road, can someone help me please!

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Getting through the fog

 

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Enigma

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I knew you were following me but the mysterious enigma of my day

was every time I turned around you were not there.

But every time I looked at the wall beside me there your shadow was and

as I picked up my pace that today.

Nothing I did got me away from you and the chase continued even as I begun to panic

you were there running along side of me even when there was nothing to cased a shadow.

You were there and as I finally got home and was inside, I saw no more of you that night

until I went to bed and turned off the light and there on my ceiling you were the shadow that hunts me.

Day and night and no matter where I go you are there along side my shadow as if you have found a friend in me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Shadow

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Free Flow Friday

With Laura its been a long time since I did this but I’m excited to do this prompt

 

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I surrender to the unknown for I don’t want to keep looking over my shoulder out of fear that it’s all going to go down hill soon.

I want to embrace my fears and take risks with a smile on my face and I don’t want to stop living life to it’s fullest because tomorrow may not be promised to me.

I won’t let anything hold me back and so each day I’m leaving it all on the floor for if I dont surrender myself to it all today what if tomorrow doesn’t come and I don’t want to ever regret not telling you the truth.

So accept what I have to say for at the end of the day things could end great or they could just end.

I want to know that I surrendered it all and left it all behind as I follow God to a higher place.

I want to know that I wrote my heart out and that every word that came out of my mind was received and helped in ways that are known and unknown to me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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I’m surrendering to…..

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You

looked at me as if  I was tattered pages in an old book and, you wanted nothing to do with me now that I had aged.

You didn’t see the value in the years of wisdom and knowledge  I had gained, for you were to interested in the newer things in life.

You didn’t see the value in old things when the younger versions are so more youthful and the updates are fast and functional.

But, when something happens and you just can’t seem to fix the problem that came up.

For you never seemed to read the direction for new things are easier to figure out now days.

So you look around until you find me and you learn to appreciate my tattered pages and hope I stick around long enough for you to learn something one of these days.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Free flow friday’s: Tattered

Every Friday Writting Prompts:Free Writing timer, Poetry

Bittersweet

Was the moment I knew I had to leave behind the dead wood in my life.

And focus on the new plants growing and becoming more aware of everything.

I was so relieved to let go of the vines holding me back and to branch out.

In to a new direction that felt right and no matter where you go I’m always in your heart.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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I can’t look

One eye open one eye shut as the scary part of the movie begins.

The scary sounds are so loud that you jump when something happens.

As you build up the courage to look with your hands still covering your face just in case something frightening happens again.

In the darkness of the movie theater no one sees you so afraid and you relax as the guy runs away from the evil cruel woman.

As the movie plays on you begin  to think what if that could happen  in real life and you start to not want to sleep for you fear it will get you.

So you sleep with one eye open and one eye closed and hope you can get through the night without the things on the movie scene haunting you.

But, that doesn’t workout and you fall asleep with both eyes close and nothing happens but a good might of sleep.

For some movies don’t all become true.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Free Flow Fridays: One-eye-open-eye-shut

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Being invisible

is just another day for me

no one looks at me.

No one calls or text

I float though life-like a ghost.

I smile at you and you look right through me

and the moment of finally getting noticed is over.

I try to stand so tall and strong as everyone pushes past me

and when they bump into me they have this look of surprise on their face

like touching me is the only way they see me standing or walking there.

I say sorry because maybe it was my fault too and they just blinked and walked on.

How did I become so invisible that no one seems to see me or maybe they don’t want to and so I wonder what is so unworthy of me that  I just became invisible to them all.

It’s like one day I was there surrounded by many and apart of the crowd now I’m surrounded by many and every single person ignores me that I’m there and, so I am the girl in a visible world but invisible to them all with no hope of reappearing again.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Free Flow Friday: Invisible

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Fear Be gone!

I won’t wait around waiting for you to freeze me up.

Limiting me to do the things I might want to try but like a deer in headlights, I can’t move or go on.

Then you come along and said  take my hand and let’s do it together.

So as time goes on I can face my fears knowing your always looking down on me, pushing me to do more.

And to not let my fears get the best of me for life is short and the end sometimes comes out of nowhere.

So fear be gone, you don’t have control over me anymore!

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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My take on the reality of fear