Tag: Fictional Story

Poetry

Does it

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ever get better she cries on this long day.

The cold air outside feels a lot like what she feels like on the inside right.

she wants to give up so bad and yet she keeps running in hope that she will run into the right arms.

And someone will save her from the pain that is eating her alive.

Leaving her big heart so small and closed off now.

Her energy is slowly fading as she walks into the light and the person she used to be is no more.

She’s told over and over that giving up isn’t the answer and that she matters.

But, at the same time those people keep pushing her away and whispering behind her back that she is not worth saving.

She doesn’t know who to believe and so she keeps running and hoping the solution to her problems.

Will come to her soon because she can’t keep living this way.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Inscrutable

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When I walked into that room that day I didn’t think I would have an instant connection to you.

The way I felt it was unexplainable for me especially since I didn’t know who you were and what these feeling really meant.

You smiled at me like you knew what I was feeling and it made me feel comfortable but at the same time so confused.

I didn’t get to talk to you at first for I was there to focus on other things than the boy that sparked my attention.

The day seemed to go on and on as I thought of ways to say hi to you, but in the end you got up and beat me to punch and said hello.

From then on I’m not sure how to explain what felt like the missing pieces coming together and I could physically feel my life shift in a new direction and I didn’t want or cared to doubt or worry about the outcome.

For the first time in a long time I felt peaceful and at home and there was no way I was going to look back.

When looking forward was so much more than I could ever have daydreamed up, it was like I was finally living and breathing the air I needed to survive with an actual geniue smile on my face.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Inscrutable

Poetry

I see you

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I hear you

Crying out

For someone, anyone to just hear you.

You want to be rescued from the pain that your hiding behind those eyes.

You want to be seen as good but, your past is so dark that you don’t know how to embrace the light that is coming into your present.

You want to be seen as the person who is now good and has been forgiven for the his past and now is living in the moment that can change everything.

Your heart just wants to be loved and accepted because well life can get lonely sometimes and you don’t really know whose apart of that life anymore.

You trying so hard to look forward but, the good times of the past keep flashing before your eyes.

And you begin to wonder what life would have been like things had turned out a different way.

But, you begin to realize that every struggle that you had come across was a blessing for your life is where it needs to be right now.

You feel happy and satisfied and even though most days are tough, you continue to get up and be strong and motivated to do what needs to get down because you want to be here when something new comes along.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Denial

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I could deny that I don’t feel like there was so much more that I needed to say before you closed your eyes and let everything go.

I could have told you the truth and maybe then we both wouldn’t be standing on two different tracks but standing together.

Maybe I wouldn’t be so sad and you wouldn’t be so mad and confused and all the answers we both needed to hear wouldn’t still be mystery to us now.

Maybe your smile would be shining so bright right now instead all I see is a frown on your face.

And maybe seeing you know surround by the people who always have your back would make me happy because, I could just walk over and join you and spend the night laughing so hard that tears comes to my eyes.

You held so much apart of my life that now it just feels like a puzzle that will always be missing the pieces that make it come together.

If only I had the courage to tell you the truth and bring us back together and be as close as we used to be.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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What tore us

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apart doesn’t seem to matter anymore as I’m drawn to you tonight.

You smile and I smile and all the things that hurt me and that hurt you are all in the past and now that time has healed those wounds.

Maybe now we can start something new and get to know each other all over again as we have both grown over the years.

Were not the kids we used to be and now talking just seems so much easier and we laugh about the things in the past that seemed like a big deal at the time.

You lean on me as I lean on you and we both realize that there was so much we had been missing out on in each other life. 

We both felt like we needed more out of the life we had and just needed someone new to help us push past the borders in our life. 

And move into a new space and see what life takes us outside of the box we had grown so comfortable in. 

You became so much more than I thought was possible in my life and everyday I made sure I spent time with you and didn’t want to take you for granted again. 

For I didn’t know if this would be my last chance with you but, I hoped that we would build a strong enough bridge to hold us together and that we would not ever have to worry about not being in each other lives. 

We made plans and follow through with them and we made sure we didn’t get lost in each other. 

But, that we helped each other reach a goal each day or week because we didn’t want to resent one another and we wanted to be the best at what we loved and to know that the fire that burns in both of us is still going strong. 

I believe in you and you believe in me and at the end of the day we will always have each others back until the day we die. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Bright and early

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Week 95 of Three Line Tales.

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photo by Tobias Keller via Unsplash

 

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

 

Bright and early we take a ride to round-up all the cattle and move them to the south side of the farm, no I don’t enjoy these bright and early mornings but it’s just the way life is. 

I get up early every other day with my brothers and we work around the ranch until it’s all done and we always find a moment to laugh and have a good time. 

We appreciate the things that were given to us and we try our hardest to work hard to keep the ranch a float, we do all we can and well this year has been hard but we wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Peaceful

Poetry

I’m sorry

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that I wasn’t worthy of your time 

and that even though I was always around I wasn’t counted as someone who was there for you during the tough times in your life.

I wonder now why I felt like I let you down when I was there fighting to keep you safe even when you didn’t think you deserved to be saved. 

You were apart of my growth as I found myself and in the end you just didn’t seem to care about all that we had done together to make it out of the darkness of our lives. 

I helped keep you up when you couldn’t walk and go through the light for you knew all that you had done was not hidden away but out front where everyone could see. 

I stood there handing your hand and comforting you so that there was not a moment that you felt alone and heart-broken. 

Your pain was my pain and now it’s like, I was invisible the whole time and every moment that I experienced was not true as you removed me from your life. 

You said I was  there but what I did was not enough and the one’s that were around only on your good days were the ones you choose over me and the day I walked away. 

I felt so bad for you for when you expected them to be there for you and the one’s that would try for a while will eventually leave too and when you realize  I’m gone.

I won’t come back even if you beg for my forgiveness, for I will forgive but I will move on for I feel like once you’ve burned me the possibility of you ever been trusted again is just out of the question.

For I will always  know what you did and that in the end tells me it’s time to just let you go for good. 

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

This storm won’t break me!

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Three Line Tales, Week 93

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photo by Alex Iby via Unsplash

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

 

It’s cold out here today but, I just needed a moment to myself and standing out in front of the ocean just always calms me. 

My life lately seems like the rough tides that are coming in and no matter how much I try to deal with everything and try to be the bigger person some how it always comes back to knock me down. 

I can’t let you drag me down and around like those rough waves would do if I try to go out there right now. I won’t be ignored and knocked down when I  decide to stand up for myself and live a calmer path. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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This storm won’t break me!

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt: Dancing

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You danced with so much grace on the stage last night that even though I was dragged to this talent show. 

I couldn’t get over how  amazing it was to see you move the way you did with so much ease and confidence, you didn’t let anything slow you down. 

The raw emotions I saw as you performed every move with so much ease and perfection, it showed how dedicated  you are to your dance and your smile glued me to my seat and I couldn’t look away if I tried. 

You smile gave me hope that one day I could be on the stage with you and all the people I knew were going to go somewhere and this was going to be the dream that they accomplished some how and some way. 

So times I felt so tore about how I could just take the risk of failure and just have a leap of faith that this too could work out for me. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Dancing

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Daily Prompt: Faint

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The voices of the people I thought would stay in my life

for a long time became faint as I walk away that day.

I didn’t remember what they said to me but my heart still feels a little empty

from the piece of me they took that night.

They didn’t even see me walk away or even cared if I had showed up

but the words they said just hit me so hard I felt pieces of my heart fall away and the pain was so much I almost fainted.

But, some how I got the strength to turn around and walk out that door and go to a place that ended up saving me from not recover from that pain.

There had always been someone there for me that didn’t like the other people I hung out with but respected that I like them but, always warned me that one day things would come clear to me.

And the first thing you did that night wasn’t tell me you told me so but, that you would do anything to take this pain away and that trying to get revenge wasn’t worth it for karma always comes back around.

My heart is fully healed now and you are still by my side not only protecting me but the family we built together and maybe one day our kids will have a friend who stands up for them like you did for me that day.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Faint

Poetry

How much

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longer can I sit here pretending this isn’t hurting me.

Just so you can be seen as a picture of perfection.

You want everyone to see Your greatness but, in reality your hiding who you are.

Because, you’re a monster and you think what you’ve done to me is acceptable.

My scars aren’t physical but emotional and as I walk around like a wounded creature.

You look for opportunity to catch me off guard like it’s a game to you.

But, no more I say as the leaves of fall blow around and winter creeps in.

I won’t be around and By the time you realize I’m gone.

I’ll be too far away for you to get me back.

And finally I’ll be safe and not afraid to stand up for myself.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Moving on

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seems like the only thing I can do as my life seems  to be dying here.

Like grass with no hope of rain to come, I’m drying up and turning to a shade of lifelessness.

And before I go I wanted to know wherever I go I will finally have found the peace that I needed so bad.

Somethings are best left alone and forgotten when it’s nothing but toxic washing through something that used be so healthy.

The fight is strong as I navigate down these roads away from the things that have burned me so badly.

I don’t think I’ll ever look back and wonder about the things that could have been because my time is up and I’ve moved on to something else.

I know that this path I am on is leading me away from the things that used to trap be and have me wanting things I don’t really need.

I am not there anymore and maybe one day you will understand the choses I had to make just to make it out of this place alive and healthy.

Sometimes the light that guided me was doom because of my own doubts but, after last night I’m so ready to move on.

The car is packed to its limit and I’m two seconds away from jumping in and once I hit that said that says come back and visit again.

I will be able to truly breathe and no I won’t be coming back to visit for this ride is not short-term but long-term and even if I come back it won’t be to stay.

For the place I call home was never here to begin with.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Your eyes

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are on me like you’ve never seen anyone like me

and I want to say something but the words just won’t slip out my mouth.

I feel like you’re being very rude right now and I want to say a few words to you

but instead I find myself writing a couple of paragraphs to you.

As if I’m writing a letter to one of my long-lost friends.

I say nothing as I past you and drop the letter in front of you and as you say

what is this.

I say read it and find out and if your still curious about me just call or text the number at the end of the letter.

I smile and wave goodbye as I walk out that door to either hear from you or to not care that our path may not cross again.

But, I know for sure that I won’t forget those eyes after that day of us staring longing at each other as if we were both trying to figure out a puzzle and wanted to be  the one to solve it the fastest.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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I felt

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the chill run through my body before I even knew you were in the room.

All the hairs on my arm stood up as you walked through the door

I knew when I felt your eyes roaming the room that you would soon found mine.

We were connected in a way no words could explain it to others but we understood it well now as we continued to grow together.

You were my chill and I was your warmth and together I made it better for you in the winter and you always helped keep me cool in the hot summers days.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Savage

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You always seem so quiet

but that day you were like a

savage animal and no matter.

How much we tried to calm you down

you just became too much to handle.

And we had to step back and let you go

and hope the next people who helped you.

Got through to you for everything we tried

just made you angry and untamable.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Savage