Tag: Darkness

Poetry

Life

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Can be light and so freeing

Like the breeze of air flowing into your life, like a lovely day in the fall, sometimes life can seem so dark, like the night.

You told me to keep quiet for who knows what’s lurking in the shadows.

But my voice is like a bird. Sometimes, it can’t be silent to protect those who play the victim card all the time out of fear of being turned in because they’re always looking for a way to blame others for the problems they don’t want to face.

To be silent again feels like being that little girl who had a voice but was too afraid to speak up for fear of others turning on her.

But I’m not that little girl anymore, and I won’t go back to the past where her voice didn’t matter.

For I know her voice matters and so does mine.

So, where do we go if we can’t say what needs to be told in this place anymore?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Something happened

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That day that even I still can’t explain even though it all played out in front of me.
The once brightest building in town went dark just six months ago as well, and the world turned upside down.
Then on the day when I myself felt trapped in a place that felt so cold and dark.
I looked up at the sky and begged for him to light my way and as I closed my eyes to finish up my prayer.
I felt that love and light pour over me, and when I opened my eyes, the top of that building was lit up again.
Not only did he save me that day, but he also saved that building.
And the hope and faith that had died in some of us while things were looking so dull and unsatisfying.
That light lit up the sky and our souls that day as we all began to walk with purpose again.
With hope in our hearts that we would be able to defeat whatever comes our way from this day on.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I’m in

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a mood and no matter how hard I seem to try to shake it off the darker it gets around me.

And I’m not sure my light will be enough to guide my way out of this mess I got myself into this time. 

I know that if I try things will be better but here I am trying to see the light in this situation and it just so hard this time to get through the journey that feels like its on a loop and when I feel the change about to happen it skips and there I am again facing the same stuff. 

There is no good outcome if I don’t get out of this moment soon and fast because I don’t want to be forgotten because I couldn’t get pass this gate of unwanted thoughts and feelings that trap you.

And once your in the ability to get out really is like living in a world with lights on and then it all shuts down and you have to use the strength and memory to get through it or you will be stuck inside your own mind forever. 

I just hope I get out in time for I’ve heard the click and I know this isn’t it for me this time around and hopefully this will be the last of this torture. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Together

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We out shine the darkness around us

even on the hottest days when we can’t seem to cool off.

The days when everything feels against us and we don’t know who is standing by us anymore.

The words said by the people we trusted aren’t as true as they used to be.

Standing on the outside looking in is how we feel sometimes but we know the light will outshine the darkness in the end.

We know together our light is the way for us and  together we will stay strong and loyal.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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Poetry

Coming

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up from my darkness days 

only to find the light is shining so brightly. 

There isn’t a moment when I want to go back

for I feel so alive and there is no baggage that I have left to carry around. 

I feel light and at peace and this moment doesn’t feel like it will just last for a day 

but possibly for a lifetime this time around. 

But, I will try to be hopeful but not put all my eggs in one basket for it could all go back the way it is the next week. 

To hope that the day will be light and joyful and the darkness will stay inside and not come out and play again. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Light

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the way for me and if you do will I follow

or will I ignore the light and go the other way.

Will I forever be lost because I chose to go my way and ignore the things you clearly say

I need to do.

I want to listen and go towards the light for I know the story will end with better turns and twist.

For it’s always the light I wake up to and the dark I go to sleep in.

how long will this light shine for me, even when I sometimes choose the darkness for I’m to curious to walk away.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I don’t know

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where things are going and yet I feel like there is so much more that I could have right now.

I know that I’m supposed to be able to do a lot but, right now I’m tired and two days just doesn’t seem enough anymore.

I don’t have the strength to do anything or I just don’t feel like doing anything when I do have the time.

My body doesn’t want to run around and do the things it does doing the week, my soul feels like it’s searching for more in this life.

The words are on repeat and so they are not coming out as much when the inspiration is basically not existing.

The feeling of being overwhelmed is overpowering and sometimes I have to stop and just sit for a while before I can get myself together again.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

There

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is this ache is inside of me that only comes when life seem to slow down and I start to see the things that are missing from my life.

Sometimes the ache is bearable and other times I wonder how things turned out this way.

I know that I hoped for so much more from this life that I am living and well I know it’s probably possible.

I know that if I choose to do it my way how can I later on regret it when I made the decision to go down the path I knew was not for me.

The things that make me wonder why I have to take this verbal abuse when I’ve done no wrong towards this person.

These are the things that I have to live with for I am seen small like an ant something that can be easily ruined and made to disappear.

These times of suffering do not end as everyone goes to sleep and the hope of something new to come my way and make things better.

The situation is no something that fades for a time being it is always there lurking in the shadows waiting for the perfect time to strike and knock you down hard.

There is little hope that things will get better over time all one can do is pray that this demon will be banished from their life so only the good can stick around.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Am I

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enough to hold your attention right now. 

Am I enough of a friend for you to reach out to me today or tomorrow. 

Am I the reason things just don’t seem to workout in the end. 

Am I capable of bringing happiness to someone else when I don’t seem to care if I am happy myself. 

Am I ever going to see or hear the truth from you. 

Am I ever going to forget the people who are from my past but, pop up in my dreams. 

Am I doing what I love and yet, I am doing what I dislike just to get by in this lifetime. 

Will I become one of those people who are bitter about everything and just be rude because well I can be. 

Am I settling when I should be pushing on and knocking down so many more walls, instead of hiding behind them. 

Am I worrying about the right things or am I stuck in the same mindset that everyone else is and so now I’m lost. 

That bright person who I knew as me seems a million miles away as this dull person walks around with her head down hoping no one sees her for who she is becoming.

For even she doesn’t like who she is now, so angry and sad with no answer to how she can get out of this mess. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Just another

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day to feel like I’m breaking all over again.

The strength I thought I had gained feels like a big wave has crashed into it and I’m left with nothing but wet sand.

The wall my rock seems to be gone and everything just feels like a down high battle.

Nothing shines in this place anymore and alone I stand watching all the things I love wash away from me.

I try to hold on to something but, without the things and people I love what is there left for me now.

Everything gone and destroyed and all that is once so pure and bright is now so dirty and dark.

The light I took for granted is now gone and the darkness that I never wanted to welcome in is now the place I call my home.

Gone are the good days and now the bad days and moments show through every step and move I make.

I am the black cat you avoid on those sunny days that you take a walk outside, you smile and take in nature.

But, the moment you see me you cross the street and walk as fast as you possibly can just to avoid catching the bad luck that follows me around.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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