Poetry

I’ve

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finally let it all go because I can’t change you

or the situation but, I do know that I’m not planning to stick around for long.

To lose ones self in a place that sucks you dry and spits you out as if you deserve what has been thrown your way.

You feel like your on the edge of falling and just when you have hope that you can come back from this, they pile more crap on you until you break under pressure.

Letting it go feels freeing and I’m not going back to the stress but, until I let it all go I will not ever truly have the peace and respect I deserve.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Am

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I so feed up that I don’t care anymore.

I’m not afraid of the outcome because I know what I have to do and I’m tired of doing  more.

My body and mind feel like I’m being pushed so hard because someone else wants to be lazy.

I’m tired of being tired and mad and frustrated.

I want to try to be joy into the situation but, I know it will not stick.

And nothing will change as the power-hungry people keep pushing their way through.

Will I be saved from this situation that is out of control and hope for the best for those who will be left behind.

Decision were made but, it feels more like a trap than a place I choose to be.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Thoughts

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Flying through your mind like the rain pouring down outside.

So many of them running through your mind when all you want is a moment of quiet and nothing to think about.

It looks like you will be spending your day inside.

You know there is a lot to do but, your body doesn’t want to move from the warmth of your bed.

The rain starts to get heavier as the morning beginning for you.

The thought of going outside just for a moment seems unpleasant to you.

Everything so gray as if your world has become a black and white movie.

In which you know not how it will end or how it will increase  in drama or romance or even if their will be some growth along the way.

The next moments are as new to you as the beginning of your life was as you open your eyes for the first time as a newborn baby.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Tired

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of dressing in so many layers just to stay warm in all this coldness.

I don’t want to be cold anymore and going outside doesn’t seem like much fun when it’s either just too cold or the snow has just started for you.

Waiting for the cold to go away would be a long time but, you are trying to hope it gets warmer soon because dealing with it being so cold.

Just around the corner you feel the cold coming and you know you are about to get sick and you don’t want to be sitting around all wrapped up coughing and blowing your nose.

You want to just pack your bags and travel somewhere new that is sunny and good just to feel good inside and outside.

You want to explore not feel like all you feel is this overpowering coldness swiping down on you as winter shows no end at this point of the new year.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Walking

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away that day was the hardest thing I had to do so far in my life.

I knew that you wouldn’t understand why I can’t keep doing this

to you everything is good and butterflies and sun shine is always around.

But, it’s me who been trying to tell you the truth but you didn’t want to listen or give me the time.

So now to no surprise on my end I’m walking down these steps with the hope that things will be better now without you by my side.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Hot

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chocolate and marshmallows always makes a cold day worth it.

But, the feeling of enjoyment is limited and shorten to a point.

The days seem longer as you drag along the way just hoping this feeling of being under weather will end soon.

So you can enjoy the moments around you so much more as this new year has so much to offer you now and you don’t want to miss out on a chance to change all that is around you.

You want the life you have now to be smooth and delicious like the hot chocolate you are drinking now.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

This place

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holds so many memories from my past that it makes it hard for me to come back to this place.

I know there is some beauty in this place but, I haven’t seen it in so long.

So as I wait to board my train I look back on all that I am leaving behind and going back to the place that feels like home to me now.

I know that I will be back but I am stronger now and nothing will hold me back from finding more about myself as I explore the world around me.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

So much

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for thinking the things I did wrong in this world wouldn’t catch up with me.

I didn’t think the time would come where I would have to look back and wish I had been smarter with my life choices.

I didn’t have to walk down that path and turn the little bit of light I had inside of me off for good.

I could have worked hard and struggled a little to get by in this world.

But, no I had to make the wrong moves and end up looking  down at the mess I made and having no way out of it.

It was time to face my outcome and knowing my future was no longer in my hands and the things to come would be so not pleasant.

Or easy for me but, I just have to accept the things I did and hope that there is a way for me to overcome this in the end.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Thursday

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means one day closer to being able to relax.

A day of running around trying to get things done.

A day of not wanting to get up and be out in the cold air.

A day where getting up early is not fun or something to look forward too.

A day you want to go by quickly so you can go back to sleep only to start things over again on a Friday.

will this cycle of task ever lighten up and will these bones ever stop aching.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Am I

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to know how things will become when I make the right steps that need to be taken at this point in my life.

I know there is something more for me to do but, I am stuck at a crossroad with no idea which way to go.

Mornings come and go and afternoons seem like they pass too slowly.

evenings and nights seem too long and tiring and yet I’m not doing anything that could help me spend my time doing something meaningful.

To see the problem so clearly but not have a solution to solve it makes things so frustrating.

Yet I have hope that it will work out in the end because I will find the strength to get out before this bridge crumbles on its own.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Traveling

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is all I wanted to do this year as I knew I had to get to you and see you for the holidays.

Nothing can stop me from getting to you this year not even these leaves I’m about to drive through with my new red car as I make my way on the back roads this year. 

I know that I must take my time but, don’t worry I will make it in time for Thanksgiving dinner and to hug you later when our stomachs are full and her hearts are just as full too. 

Today means so much to me and I just didn’t know how much until I walked through that door and saw you sitting there with the biggest smile I ever saw on your face. 

Seeing you and hugging you was the greatest moment of my day and then came the food but, it’s you I will remember when I look back on the memories we made today. 

Written BY: Deirdre Stokes 

Poetry

Words

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just don’t seem to want to come out of me right now as I sit here wonder where my day has gone.

So easy but difficult as what started off as a nice cold morning as usual turned into a snow falling slowly but, soon roads a mess.

To seeing those in there tiny cars try to make it somewhere and realize when it is too late that their car just isn’t the right automobile to be out on the road.

Risking your life for what a joyride in the snow when most places are closed and others just have staff stuck inside.

Who made the decision that this was the day to come out and play around, wrecks everywhere and closed downs everywhere because it just sad how little we think of other’s life until it is gone and then the guilt will eat you alive.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

This

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Three Line Tales, Week 146

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is our time when it gets so cold and the snow arrives, and school is closed because it’s just not safe to be out in this weather.

But, just a little bit away is the ice rink that me and my friends always hit up when it’s cold and we can all get together amd have fun and make new memories. 

As I skate to you with the hope of making this shot for the first time this year all the practice I’ve been doing I really hope it pays off, this time around. 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I’m

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losing my mind

as my body loses energy.

I know I can’t keep doing this but,

yet here I stand doing more than I can.

Just to please the one who doesn’t stand by me in the end.

No more being that person always on the side for I feel like I’ve aged by 20 years just in two days of overworking until every bone in my body hurts.

And do I get a thanks and I know this has been hard and here’s for all the work you do.

Nope, none of that and so the torture and pain continues until I can’t move a muscle at all.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Poetry

Like my

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Childhood you were left in the past for I didn’t need to hold you anymore when my days were hard and I just couldn’t understand how cruel people could be. 

I knew that the day would come when I could hand this all without the comfort you provided for me. 

It was time for me to be a big kid and let go of my childhood toys and embrace the new things the world had to offer me for these toys were farther more durable than you ever were to me. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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