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Poetry

What is

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going on right now as everything seems to be falling apart

No matter how hard I’ve tried to keep on top of everything there is always something

that falls through and no matter how much I try to keep on top of things I feel like I was alone in the fight.

And  even when the list of things to do becomes too much I know there is only a few that will help.

While the rest will just demand it be done quicker for they think you can do the impossible because you’ve worked so hard to get to this point  in your life.

It almost feels like I am Cinderella and no matter how hard I’ve tried to fit in or at least be invisible it just doesn’t work out.

Just when my luck is up and it feels like my fairy God mother is about to grant my wish it all comes burning down because it takes a team to get through it all no matter how much luck I have.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I didn’t expect to hear

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 Sunday Writing Prompt “Phone Call”

from you again.

So when you called me it was such a surprise

That I almost dropped my phone and ending the call before it started.

You said you’ve missed me and it’s been long enough since the last time we’ve talked.

I didn’t know what you expected me to say since I haven’t thought much about you since that day we no longer were friends.

A friendship that felt so right, we were so connected and the trust was so strong it was like we were meant to be friends for life.

But, that all changed and I’m fine with how life turned out for me once you were gone.

 You apologize for how things ended and ask if we can start talking again?

I didn’t want to say yes but saying no felt like I had been holding a grudge against you all these years.

But I haven’t been because I didn’t think about you at all and if I did it was once in a blue moon.

So I said yes but told you don’t expect much from me for I’m not the same person you used to know.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

I didn’t expect to hear

Poetry

Finding

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no new answers

as I walk down this path.

But, even though I’m stumbling more than normal

I’m not giving up even though I want to so badly right now.

Finding the right answers to my questions are leading me on an interesting but long journey and my patience and emotions are a little weary.

But, in time I hope I will find my way to a place with clear skies and dark nights were all the stars are shining so brightly.

And my hope will out last every storm and every dream that may fall apart just when I feel things are just looking up for the first time in a very long time.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

The

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act is on all week

but what do I become when I don’t have to pretend anymore?

I feel all the emotions that I’ve held in all this time and it just comes out

in tears running down my face and I can’t even think of what could be wrong.

Other than I’m living a life I don’t want to live and every week is nothing new just

more misery shoved down my throat that it becomes so hard to breath.

Yet, some how I continue on with no hope insight and my body feels so weak that the

ability to want to get up and be about is becoming so hard.

That it feels like I’m starting to negotiate myself and I am falling apart right in front of my eyes and there is no amount of time or energy left to save myself.

What I once was is no more and now I do not know what  I am and what will become of me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

That song

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Weekend Writing Prompt #118-Song

That song which plays on repeat on my phone will be my favorite until I feel like I can’t relate in this moment with it.

Or that song will soon fade away as I connect to another song maybe that next day or week, but it would come and be bitter sweet.

And I won’t think about the words that connected to me the first time I heard that song and how the words spoke to me.

For I had been feeling that same way all this time and the hope of things changing for me came to me in that song. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

THAT SONG!

Poetry

As

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the day comes to an end so does all the emotions that have been flowing through me all day. 

Every little thing slowly affecting me in a way it felt as if it wasn’t me who was going through it all.

But a stranger, and the question that kept popping in my head was why me and why today.

Everything coming pouring out and I haven’t felt the same and I don’t know if I am okay. 

Or if this was all the things I’ve been keep inside that decided that today was the day to let it out and let me face what has been bothering me all this time and that it’s okay to cry it out. 

For once its all gone things with start to look up again but a little change will go a long way. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Who

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am I anymore

Am I your friend

Or am I someone you used to know.

Am I still the one who is trying to get through this even though I am not completely myself right now.

So numb to the things that make me who I am but, right now having to fake I am okay so that no one knows anything has changed.

But, I know that who  I am is a question even I can’t answer anymore.

Am I a writer and a reader?

Or am I just a reader who likes to write some but then my focus fades away so being a writer can’t get any better than what I have offered so far.

Who am I?

Am I the women that does not know how to find herself again and maybe I needed this moment before it got to late.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

My world

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is like a volcano exploding every time I turn around.

Some messes are bigger than the others and take so much longer to clean up.

That I sometimes just want to leave the mess and walk away and not care about it.

I know that I’m working so hard but at the end of the day my work is not enough and I’m not working this hard just for myself right now.

So much going on its like is this really reality or is a nightmare I just can’t seem to wake up from.

I’m Stumbling over the bricks in my life that just never fit into who I am to become but I’ve focused in place for the sake of me thinking things will get better.

Am I the problem to my world falling apart or is this more than just the things I can see that are tearing me down.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Where

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are the words that are suppose to follow when you say we will talk.

All I got was nothing and the silence was for so long.

Then something came through and even that was too short.

Gone again and I hope you don’t think I will put much effort into trying to get a responds again.

Been there done that.

You want my time you have to earn it again

for I don’t play those games anymore.

Say something and follow up for if I was your dream job you would do whatever it takes to keep me around.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I don’t

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Know the words that need to be said

Or have the time to wait for them to come to me.

But I know when I get that feeling that I will just lights me up inside they will come to me.

I will feel alive again  as the words leave me and tell the story their meant to tell.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

I guess

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What I am saying is sometimes a bad thing has to end for a good thing to begin.

I am trying to convince myself that this bad thing will just go away on its own but it has been almost three years and it has just got worse.

It’s like I was living the life with a little bit of joy flowing my way and it was all great and now I’m living with not even a spoonful of joy.

A frown is how you see my face unless you are paying for me to have a smile on my face now.

The ability to get my face to turn up is not something possible right now when I all hear is your words of dissatisfied about everything even when I’m doing my best in a situation that is really out of my hand.

I do my best when I’m with the best and we work together and are equal with the responsibilities and we both know what we are capable of handling what is in front of us at all times.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

 

Poetry

I knew

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this pain would pass if I just embrace the journey ahead of me but, I feel sometimes I get discouraged.

Because the storm comes without a warning and before I know what is going on I am stuck in a situation I can’t seem to figure out how to escape.

The days are long and the nights are short as the weekend I so surely enjoyed come to an end and the reality of frustration comes back in focus with no hope of being pleasant.

I just grin and bear the pain of knowing all of this is not worth the stress and unbalanced feeling that keeps growing inside of me as I lose another part of me each day I am there.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

If

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Only I knew this would be my present surely I would have turned away.

I would have run for the door and never looked back.

Thinking about this moment as it slowly begins to become more than it was meant to be.

I guess it took being used, pushed to the edge of breaking for me to realize this isn’t for me.

Trapped in a nightmare that has become my reality isn’t something I wish on my worst enemy.

The wall I have to put up just to be able to catch  my breath and to see the light at end of this tunnel called my life.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Young

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Photo by Penguinuhh on Unsplash

joy how easy it was to be so joyful about life

no one to raining  on your parade just  because life isn’t going the way they like.

The joy to just take a adventure and not have to worry about when or where you need to be.

The joy of just seeing the world for what it was through the eyes of a kid before you really see what the world is capable of.

You just think about how much fun this can be and how much you can’t wait to see your friends and how their is not much to stress about for an adult takes care of the rest of the things that make your life complete.

But, one day hopefully not soon that pure and innocent joy will be no more and you will wonder how you can get by on the joy that fills the world of being adult.

You will be focused to see the good in everything and to not let anything take away that joy you have for you and God are in control of your life and it really is time to take back your youthful joy.

The only joy that truly out shines the bad the ugly and cruel people and moments of your life.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

A picture

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Week 179 of Three Line Tales.

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photo by Richard Clark via Unsplash

Can shine the light on so much that is going on around us but, sometimes a picture can show things looking too perfect.

The Sun is shining out and all you want to do is get to a place where you can truly enjoy what is going on around you.

You don’t want to doubt the beauty around you but you feel like the other shoe is about to drop and everything you thought you needed will be no more.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes

That day!