For I still care so much but
it feels so wrong to stay.
The words are pouring out of me and you
can’t seem to help me stop and now
I’m stuck in-between should I stay or should I go.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
An acoustic poem written by only using the letters of the word lonely and has to be about the word lonely.
Left alone I hear about the lies
Only you know the truth
No one seems to want to tell me the truth as the
Echo’s of the lie run through my mind as I sit alone and I see the
Lips so un true smile back at me as everyone stays away from me, I try to get help so this would all end. But those lips begin to
Yell at me to go away for I’m not wanted and no one wants to know me. And so I’m alone again.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I can’t take back the time I have invested and so I sit here.
Thinking of the past, the present the in between moments
that lead me to this truth, wondering why this all feels the same.
Did I never leave when I felt my feet walk out the door that day.
I had felt free and at peace and now it’s like I’m walking in a maze
and every turn I take you are there smiling like you know something I don’t.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Is that so hard to ask
Can’t you see the sadness in my eyes
as I stand in front of you, do I need to wave for you to help me.
For some reason you walk right by me and I feel the pain hit me all over again.
I’m just a ghost now and still you show no emotions towards me.
I just wish it didn’t have to come to this but I can’t go back
I’m not like a movie you can’t rewind and go back and stop it before it happens
I’m gone and all I wanted was your time.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
I don’t know what comes over me but these feelings just start to grow inside of me.
Until I can’t bare to keep them inside anymore.
And so I vomit them out into an ugly mess.
It’s not a pretty sight, but once it’s out there is no going back.
I sit here wonder why I do this to myself or why I do this to others.
My words so naïve and innocent just trying to be expressed like there the victim in the end.
No clear evidence that my words would lead to anything but a mess that would be cleaned up.
But not before you hate me and become so disgusting, I’m blocked for life.
Your mind soon forgets me for the sake of your happiness.
Written By:Deirdre Stokes
You can’t tell me things don’t feel different now.
There’s an hollow feeling inside of me now.
I wish I could shake it off like a bad dream.
But it sticks to me like glue and as I try to cut it loose.
My body starts to sink like quicksand and the harder I try the faster I sink.
Until I can’t feel anything, I’m numb to the world.
I can’t signal for help for I’m paralyzed on this spot.
Laying down on my bed, blankets wrapped around me.
Trying to hide from it all.
Written By:Deirdre Stokes
I’m stuck and I cannot move.
It’s hard for me to even write it’s like all the words that flowed through me yesterday are all gone.
I’m dried up like a well out in the middle of nowhere.
There is nothing left of me as the wind blows away the dust I have become.
You may see me blow by when the wind blows your way.
Reach out grab an handful please for I need some help to get back to where I was yesterday.
Written By:Deirdre Stokes