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Poetry

I believe

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I’m in to deep and now the chains just seem so hard  to break.

But, with all the strength I have left in me I will break them and get away from this place for I just can’t do this anymore.

I walk through life walking around like a zombie with nothing on my mind but getting out of this place.

I feel like time is going by too fast and I’m just barely moving at this point and when I gaze around I truly see all the things that I am missing out on.

I regret this move and now all the cards are out of my hand and I feel like the sinkhole called my life is just getting bigger and bigger.

And my screams for help are getting too soft that no one will hear them in the end.

I am trapped and the way out just looks like a locked door that will not ever open and I will be here for the rest of my life.

That feels like misery and painful and the most stupid and ignorant people just keep kicking me around for their pain is best thrown at me for they don’t want to deal with it.

So like a human punching bag I’m kicked and punched and spit at until they feel like I will break like a worn out piece of rope.

Just one more insult and I will just snap and fall to the floor and as I become nothing more than a used up rag doll.

They won’t feel sad just feel the victory of another win well deserved in their eyes.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Assumption

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I was a fool to think you would be around when I needed you

I just assumed that when you say you would always be there for me.

I thought that was you saying more than just words to me that night but, yet again you are not around.

Always coming later when I don’t need you anymore and someone else has stepped in to help.

Time went by since the last time I saw you and it was a shock to see you reaching out to me as if you truly care.

I was busy living my life and not waiting around for you to have time for me and so I missed out on being there for you and I guess you just assumed I would always be around because that’s who I was.

The one who drops everything to help you out no matter what, but that big heart of kindness died a long time ago waiting for you and now I’ll keep missing whatever and whenever you need me for I can’t be depended on anymore.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Assumption

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Daily Prompt: Mentor

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Someone who taught me something I may not have figured out on my own.

They changed me from the troubled child to a good and kind Adult.

Who realizes that the things that I did in the past helped me to be better in the future and to not take crap from anything one.

I know you would be happy with who I became and I’m glad to have remembered the things you said to me those days.

You were the light to the path I thought I would not go back too but now  I’m on that path again and things have changed since last time.

Your words are the reason I have not given up on my dream and I know one day it will all work out and maybe not the way I want it too.

But it will be the best that I can do.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Mentor

Poetry

I can’t

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keep going on like this

hiding the pain behind it all.

The tears that fall

are not for a show or attention.

Because, well I rather be left alone

but no matter what they keep pushing their way into my safe place.

The place that keeps me whole when everything else in this world is falling to crap and the outcome is not looking very good.

I know I’m supposed to be stronger but I’ve always been the weak one and everything well is all an act to just keep the real me locked away.

For she is really fragile and I’m not ready to let her out for this world would crush her and I really can’t let that happen.

So those that I’ve let in I’m sorry for my walls are so about to go back up for it’s not safe to let anyone in right now.

I’ve seen the truth and well it’s not pretty and well I just don’t want to be out in the open anymore.

So goodbye I will miss you but, I know its saver on my own and I now know that I’ve made the best decision.

For I’m free and everyday I wake up and walk on the beach and the sun beats down on me and I’m at peace.

No more stress or pressure now I’m free and in a place that makes me feel free and at the end of the day I smile instead of crying myself to sleep.

The ending for me is happiness  and not what it could have been complete misery with no light to guide me out of that hell.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt:Betrayed

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I let you in when there was a time not many people knew what was going on with me.

You were there for me more than those who had known me all or most of all my life.

I trusted you and yet you choose to betray me with the words you knew would hurt me the worst.

You took all that you knew and turned it against me and in the end, I saw you for what you were a useless and heartless man.

Maybe one day all this will come back and bite you in the ass but for how I know I will have a hard time just keeping it all so small.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Betrayed

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Strong

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Is what I want to be as my days become more stressful and busy.

No time to breathe and no matter how much you try to be calm.

You are just seconds away from snapping and all you really want to do is help.

No appreciation just a mad at the world face looking back at you.

Trying to test your limits and as much as you want to scream your wrong.

Or stop bothering me I don’t have time to deal with you for everything around me is falling apart.

You know they don’t care and so you Swallow your proud and tuck in your tail and try to please them.

For at the end nothing you do will be good enough, for one accomplishment to one person.

Is a failure to the next when they are angry about something you have no control over in the end.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Welcome

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100 word Wednesday: Week 63

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Welcome to my little garden of vegetables we got onions, carrots and more to come.

spring is coming and so will my fresh veggies like my favorite corn on a cob.

So many things I could mix up for you and make it last all week so you never get bored with my meals.

So many yummy healthy things to eat that I won’t look your way twice when I make something sweet just for you.

I hope you enjoy my little display and that you come back again soon.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Invisible

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Today I so wanted to be invisible so that all the annoying people couldn’t ruin my supposedly quite day.

No place to hide even though that’s all I wanted to do.

Keep a low profile and get through this already long day.

Not wanting to come in today, just wanted to stay in bed.

But, that didn’t happen and I don’t know what to expect tomorrow.

But, hopefully I can try to be invisible again and this time no one will see me as I creep around in the background.

In peace with a smile on my face and not a frown.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Invisible

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On Top

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100 Week Wednesday: Week 61

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Photo by Yeshi Kangrang

 

On top of one of the tallest building and for the first time I feel like the things that seem so big in my life aren’t that big at all. 

Nothing is going to pull me down anymore for I have been to the top and no matter how far I fall nothing can truly bring me down again. 

I am where I’m suppose to be when it comes to my growth personally and now physically I feel so tore down that I just can’t get up and do the things I used to do. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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On Top!

 

 

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Daily Prompt: Restart

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I sit here trying to find something good to say and all I seem to be doing is restarting everything I write out. 

No that makes no sense and soon it’s erased and shared with no one and if I kept it up for long there would be no words or post out there from me. 

So I pop in my headphones and I listen to something that restarts the writer block in my head and then the words just flow and everything I’ve felt or yet to feel come pouring out on the paper. 

I begin to wonder will this always be the way my writing go and would I ever change it to be more organized. 

Probably not for well why change something that works and keeps drawing from me the emotions I need in that moment of doubt or tiredness. 

The moment when no matter how many words you want to say just can’t get out of you for your energy is all gone. 

But, you just have to write something no for anyone just to get all the stress and joy out of you for tomorrow everything restarts all over again. 

Tomorrow may just be the same old stuff happening or it could be something so incredible that you just can’t believe this is happening to you. 

The one person who seems to be always stepping into puddles and not having a coat when it’s pouring down rain out. 

You hope this restart is the one that will make border in your life more aside and let you through for you have so much more offer than the little taste you have let out into the world. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Restart

Poetry

Focus

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Three Line Tales, Week 109

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You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

 

I’m riding the wave of a lifetime, I’m so peaceful and happy right now as I focus on making sure I make it out of this tunnel. 

I never thought I’d make it this far and my talent be more than a hobby to me and to have all the people I love watching me and supporting me too. 

The sun shines down on me and I feel free for the first time im my life and that’s why I love being out in the water for I feel like nothing but, doing what I love in this moment matters to me. 

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Focus

 

Poetry

I’m

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struggling to break free but you keep pulling me in until there is nowhere else to go.

I want to be doing more but, right now I’m doing the things I hate to do the most.

No time to say it all for I’m running out of steam. 

I’m starting to lose myself in the middle of it and I know I don’t want to do this anymore.

As I fall apart like a tired old women, I hurt on the outside as much as I do on the inside. 

I try to find some relief but, they know that down quite quickly leaving me so hopeless. 

But, I’m here today to fight back for who I am and I will say no and I will escape this hell I’m in for nothing you can say or do will keep me around. 

I will walk away and I won’t be quite about it, there is so much I can stand. 

I live for only one man and nothing your money can do for me that he has not yet done for me already. 

One day you will wish you had used me better and had given me more rest for I am no longer useful for you. 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Astral

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Like the stars we are all connected in a way

we all live on this earth and most of us experience the same pain and frustration.

We don’t want these things of the world to bring us down but, in the end they tear us apart and like stars we are all not that close.

We could try to be more connected but, there will always be a force that tears us apart and keep a distance between us because we are stronger together than apart.

There will be a time when all that you used to see won’t be around and you will hate that moment when you can’t reach out and grab onto that support you used to have.

Now you are tired and wore out and there is no more yes’ coming out your mouth for you know that last yes will mean you will be not coming back at all.

Respect has to be earned and right now like a star I want to be far way and, I don’t want you to be able to point me out among the crowd anymore.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Astral

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Like

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time I feel like I’m running out of the energy that keeps me going and I know my limit is coming near.

But, who are I to say something when there is no way out of this for I am forever stuck until I walk away completely.

My sanity will most likely not be still attached when I walk away and somehow I have to accept that because well were all a little crazy at times. 

The way I see people have well already changed and sometimes my reaction is negative when it should be positive.

I don’t want to become what they are rude and impatience, I want to continue showering the world with love and respect with a little bit of my guard up.

For you can’t always trust the people you show your kindness too but you can hope that you changed them just a little bit with a visit from you.  

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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The things I used to enjoy!

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Three Line Tales, Week 107

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  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

 

I sit down to read this morning and enjoy the little time I have before going to work and as I stare ate the roses and thread on my desk, begin to wonder how long it’s been since I’ve made anything with my bare hands.

I used to enjoy just making things and just taking long walks and picking roses from the garden but, now it seems I spend more time working and less time reading and doing the things I used to enjoy.

My time is limited and I value the time I have now more than I did before because I spend it doing the things I love less and spend more time doing the things I have to do just to survive in a world that just seems so cruel most of the time.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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The things I used to enjoy!