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weather and overworked

Floating on a cloud of a cold

But pushing through the daily grind.

Moving around all the mistakes made by the same person.

I don’t know how to help anymore as they don’t want to listen.

And here I am trying to live in the positive but your negativity is knocking down every wall that I’ve built up to keep going.

I don’t know how much more I can take as you drag me down every time your around.

I want to remove myself to solve the problem but I know it’s not me that is causing the storm that is heading our way.

Written By Deirdre Stokes

  • Copyrighted 2019 By Deirdre Stokes
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    Floating

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    in between a place of hot and cold.

    The feel of cold feels so refreshing and cools down my skin

    after feel so hot that I could burst into flames any minute now.

    The cold surrounds me and no matter how much I wrap up I can still feel it wrapped so tightly around me.

    And just when I feel the chill has subsided the heat takes over and even when I cool back down I become cold all over again and the cycle leaves me so weak.

    How much longer before things are back to normal.

     

    Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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    Daily Prompt: Slur

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    Being sick everything seems to slur together

    like my words for thinking just isn’t possible when your sick.

    My body is completely drained from the energy that would likely get

    me through my day.

    I just sit or sleep for being sick just takes it all out of you but, I try to hold on to the energy I need but no matter what I do the best thing for me is to be still.

    And let this quickly past so I can get back to smiling and doing so much more than slurring words of thoughts.

    When all I want to do is welcome sleep and wake up when it’s out of my system and I’m not sick and full of life again.

     

     

    Written By: Deirdre Stokes

    Daily Prompt: Slur

    Poetry

    Overcoming the cold

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    Time is passing by as you stare at the screen, lost in your sickness.

    You cough and you sneeze the day away.

    You feel helpless as everything you take starts to work and you slowly fall asleep.

    To waking up feeling better but still not up to par.

    So you sleep some more hoping that soon, you will wake up to a better day.

     

    Written By: Deirdre Stokes

    Poetry

    The horrible cold!

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    My mind is  in a fog that writing anything or even really thinking about anything is to much for me to handle.

    But the stubborn side of me is trying to get it all done but my sickness is clouding all my thoughts.

    My body is calling for a break for it wants to lay down and sleep the day way.

    But your mind doesn’t want to waste or lose a day because of a dumb old cold.

    Yet in the end the cold wins and I soon lay down for I have been defeated.

     

    Written By: Deirdre Stokes