Poetry

Uncertain

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I let myself move on from what happened.

But I never truly got over it, for these uncertainties keep coming  up.

Even though your gone from my life and mind.

I need to face the truth that it was not me and that you made me feel like I was a bother.

I question that every time I talk to someone more than once a day.

Am I this person that clings so I won’t be alone.

And can I handle being alone and on my own.

Or am I to broken to get over that I’m not a bother and that someone will want me around.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes