As a child punishment was something we wanted to avoid at all cost.
But yet we would do things that lead to that punishment.
We talked back, we broke things and we pretended we didn’t do anything wrong.
And yet the punishment came and we had to accept it and learn from our mistakes.
Punishment is meant to teach how to do better and be better.
If only we learned from our mistakes and didn’t repeat them, than maybe we would all be better off in someway.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
We had grown apart from each other
and as we said our final goodbyes.
I felt this had been the right move and so
with little regret I hugged you and walked away.
But as we went our separate ways,
I couldn’t help myself and so before I
turned the final corner.
I turned around and looked back one last
time to see you.
What I saw was you still standing there, with your head down
and it made me wonder why you let me go so easily.
If you didn’t want to part ways, why not speak up and say something.
All I ever wanted was my friend back and in the end I would have given you
one more chance and maybe the look back on this day would be a good memory.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Free Flow Friday: Looking Back
Photo courtesy of Photos by Laura
I didn’t know we would connect this way
for I didn’t think we would end up being friends.
But for some reason I wanted to be your friend so bad
for the connection between us was strong before I truly
knew you.
And then we bonded over something we both were dealing with,
and knowing someone else was struggling like I was seemed to help.
Me be strong and continue on.
Over time the friendship grew and you were like family to me
and when we were apart the connection was still strong.
Even when the connection was strain, nothing truly could make
it break and as we grew up the connection changed, but we still
seem to connect even when our lives take us on different path.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Dear Beach,
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you
But I still remember you from when I was
A child and you were so big with your tan sand
And the blue clear water of the ocean.
I knew your ocean was safe from sharks with the big
Rocks separating us from the danger.
But soon another danger came lurking around
In the form of something small and it sting you
And that sting hurt so bad, and so because of multiple
Jellyfish stings, you suffered my beach and you were closed.
And I never saw you again,and I was so sad for I loved swimming in your water and playing in your sand.
I hope your open again and many people are enjoying you
Like I used to as a young girl.
Sincerely,
Your old friend
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
You stand there
As still as a statue.
Its dark and soon
You become the shadow
Of my past.
Only coming around when the present
Looks too good to be true.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I’ve made many mistakes in my lifetime
I can’t say I didn’t regret them all
I don’t think I remember them all either.
But the one’s I do remember, they are there as
Reminders that I’m just human and I must not
Rely on my mistakes to help me grow or be wiser.
I must leave my mistakes in the past and move forward
On my own and not use my mistakes to help me get up
When things seem so hard that I can’t go on without taking the easy way out.
But, I’ve realized I like myself more when I know I’ve done the right thing the right way the whole time.
And not only when I fear someone will find out, because my God is always watching so there is no moment I will get away with doing things the wrong way.
So goodbye mistakes I don’t think I will continue to grow old with you.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
My treasures are small
Old and a gift.
They are there to remind me
I was once a child.
A teenage who was shy and
Was afraid to use my voice, to share my work.
But because of my treasures I have found my voice and I’m not afraid to share my words.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I look at you and I can see the history and time you went through.
You stand strong and hope someone will walk through your doors.
But they all walk by or drive by not thinking twice about you.
Your just another building to them and what is the point in looking at everything you pass by.
It will take up too much time and well they got places to go and people to see.
Your beauty and history and knowledge of things that have happened are not
their concerns.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
To wake up in the morning and feel like there is nothing on my mind, but
How will I go about my day and end up feeling like, I’ve accomplish something
Or did I do what I said I was going to do. Or did I let someone down for I backed out of being there for them.
Up and down my thoughts go as I try to think about my life and the decisions I’ve been making out of fear of losing it all.
Get out of my head for I don’t want to think of the memories of you. Did you not
Hear me when I tried to tell you what was going on but you just kept over
Talking me and in the end you didn’t hear what I had to say.
So now it’s still bubbling inside me, running around in circles until I find someone to listen to me and all theses thoughts can be release and I can think clearly again.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I just want to bury the scars of my past and move on with the life I have now.
For my scars of the past, are no more present than the one who caused them.
Written By:Deirdre Stokes
What am I holding on to
As it all goes up in flames
What do I have to hide as it all out there to be seen.
You used to be my past and now what is my present
as I sit here in the ashes of what I used to be.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
As lights flash outside my house
The memories of our friendship flash through my mind.
I worry if your alright as we haven’t talked in awhile, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised since I started the fight.
I throw those words at you like acid and it burned a hole in your heart.
You probably can’t look at my messages or answer the phone without the pain of my words haunting you like a bad dream.
I’m suppose to be there for you not tear you down and leave you on the side of the curve like unwanted trash.
I was cruel because you said you didn’t need me around as much as before, that you had grown tired of me being so down lately.
I didn’t understand how you couldn’t be there for me?
I was always there for you, maybe this happened for a reason and now I’m not holding you back.
I still miss you but it’s less and less each day as I move on from a friendship that wasn’t meant to last.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
My mouth opens up and it just spills out.
And I fall for my grab on my reality is gone.
I lay here on the ground wonder where it all went wrong.
I feel so cold and alone and I wish I could just get up and be strong again.
No words can describe this feeling of everything inside of me burning away.
As I try to burn you out of my system from the inside.
Where the memories of you are so strong that it hurts to go back to the times that now bring on more tears then joy.
I wish you could see me now, I’m burning so bright.
And then I explode and the feelings and memories of you slips away and then I’m being pulled back together.
To become whole again and the lost of you is not on my mind for you no longer exist to me.
Wtitten By:Deirdre Stokes
My mind and hand are craving you as I am drawn to you, I realize I don’t know what to do.
But I walk up the stairs to get you, hoping something great will come out when I walk back down those stairs and open you up.
To a blank piece of paper and I slowly begin to write down, what’s locked up in my mind.
I need an solution to all that I believe I was meant to be and finally do something about it.
Only time will tell what will become of my words that I pour out of myself everyday, every second, minute, hour, week, month, and year.
Writing to me is just one of the many points of my life line.
It makes me happy and it helps me to get it all out.
Sometimes I can go without it but it will always find a place in my life and will continue to grow.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
The beat is thumping through my chest as your words flow all around me.
This moment is amazing as the music blast’s through my body making my heart feel like it’s about to come out and join the beautiful sounds all around.
You open up my eyes to something new and I’m hyped for some more as I become addicted to your sound.
That I crave it until I can hear it all and my ears are content from your beautiful voice ad the songs you sing.
You were there and now your gone and here he comes hat and all.
The red of your shoes catch my eye as my love for red becomes my only concern in that moment.
Until you open up your mouth and sing into the mic and you let loose of everything inside of you and it is powerful and soulful that connects with my soul.
I’m memorized by your voice as the night ends with me on a happy high of music melodies as the songs, still play on as I walk away from a night that won’t be forgotten.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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