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Do I

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Believe this is genuinely what I want

The truth I don’t know anymore

And even though I still light up everytime I think of it.

Still I sit here doing nothing about it

So drained you think I was a statue

If only I didn’t have to blink and pee

Would you even know I got up and moved at all.

What have I become

Not the women I had hoped to be

But the truth I had no hopes this year and well maybe that explains why everything is up in the air.

So what do I want now

And will I do something about it.

Or will I sit here and embrace what my new normal is?

And will this be who I become, or will I wake up tomorrow and see that what im feeling is okay.

But I must finish this, for timing won’t always be on my side.

Maybe this time next week I could have accomplished something and for once not look at the blank canva in front of me as if the artwork will appear on its own.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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Music

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Get me away from the noises of this place

It’s too loud today, and as I lie down and put the music on.

The peace flows around me like a blanket of protection.

And I can finally feel the tension on my shoulders release, and I slowly relax for the first time today.

If only the song didn’t have to end. As I fall asleep, I hope the loud parts won’t scare me awake.

Soon, I knew I had drifted off when music became a part of my dreams.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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I didn’t

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Stand a chance that sunny cold day

I thought I could just show up and be me and everything would go smoothly.

But no, here I am, frozen by your icy look of dislike.

It is as if you wish Jimmy had lied and told me the gathering had been canceled.

But he didn’t, and here I am, staring at the one girl who dislikes me, and I still don’t know why.

And I still don’t care because everyone else seems to.

So I say, “Excuse me and walk right past you. Stand by Jimmy’s side.” When I look back, all I see is a girl who wants to fit in.

As the bigger person, I invite you back in. Now, the ice you once were has thawed out, and you are happily spreading joy.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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Can I

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Simply just live in this moment

Where everything feels good and calm

And for once at peace.

But I know that’s only because the countdown is on.

The days when my freedom is limited and the unknown occupies my mind.

Why can’t I run from this

The one thing that tires me out to the very soul of me.

When will I be free to breathe, laugh, and not pretend to care?

Because a piece of me dies every time I step foot into that place where those who think they are too worthy to be there aren’t.

Those who are worthy choose to leave because they are tired of being the ones others rely on.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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Trying to

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Catch my breath

But it seems to keep getting harder the longer I keep moving on

And I’m trying to find my pace again.

But I feel like this is a race that I will finish, but when I cross the finish line, everyone will have gone home.

I know I’m not walking alone, but this path is rough, and I wonder, as I look around, if I stumbled off course.

So I must stop, and I just let the sun shine down on me as sadness tries to overwhelm me. Memories of you flood my mind today.

As the light lifts me and the darkness fades, I move forward with greater determination, embracing my path with trust, knowing that the end will be a celebration.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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I am

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The rain in the storm beating down on your windows and your car.

I just want to be seen and heard and let in

But I know I can do real damage, but this anger inside me wants out. Do I pour it down on this town and stop until I don’t feel it?

The pain

The sadness

The anger

The grief is so intense that it feels like I can’t breathe.

But then, as it all washes down the drain, I feel relieved, at peace, and so much better.

I know I might have damaged a few things, but I know you needed the rain, and now new growth will come, and in a day or two, you will have forgotten me all too well.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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Should I accept

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Rock bottom and stay down

When life keeps stressing me out

Or should I rest and get back up

Because the sun is going to shine tomorrow, and so should I.

Like the dark clouds on a stormy day, I’ve been moving through life being present.

But have you seen me because I’ve just been blending in to get by day and night?

But now, as a new storm brews in, I’m ready to be the rainbow you see at the end.

Only time will continue to heal my wounds, and I know I’ve so much more to share beyond the dark clouds in life.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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To slow down

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And smell the roses now that spring is here

Slow down and do not rush around doing too much, as you may become too overwhelmed to do anything at all.

To slow down and listen to your body and your heart.

To just be one with your feelings

To not stress anymore

To have a plan and stick with it.

To know that your word is your word.

Nothing will hold you back now, so take it slow so we can prepare for what is to come in a beautiful moment when we get there.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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To find

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My way back to you

With a cup of hot tea I begin to read books

I never finished because I got distracted by the many other things in this world.

To focus on the words in front of me with no desire to pick up my phone and get lost in the internet or my many phone games.

To breathe in the actual scent of printed paper.

To be inspired and delighted by the words in front of my face and to be able to take a sticky note and save some of that wisdom for another day.

I want to allow time to relax and be true as I get lost in a good book or two.

And even as I slip out of my present to be present with the words in front of me I know it isn’t all just for the pleasure of reading.

Because I’ve learned even in most fiction of books I still learn a thing or two.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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If only

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Life was sweet like a fairytale all the time

Where a life of maybe hardship turned into a story of love and strength.

A story of finding one’s self with a smile on their face no matter what came their way.

For having a fairytale reality is far more thrilling and exciting.

To dress up like a princess and stand among the flowers with no rush to go back inside.

To just be at peace once your story has gotten to the happy parts.

To be able to breathe and connect with nature.

If only life was a fairytale but then again what’s the fun of peace all the time.

Sometimes the moments of struggle or challenge is the moments you prove to yourself just how strong you are.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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To finally

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Hide outside and blend into the trees and bushes as the wind blows softly that day.

Oh, how I have missed these sweet moments with nature.

It’s like spring is here and I am home again wrapped in a warm embrace.

It fills me with joy and excitement that every day can feel this great, and even if it doesn’t, I can hold on to this memory and return to it on rainy days.

Oh, how lucky I am to see another spring day!

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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I run to you

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Spring as the days slowly get warmer

But yet still the cold nips at my neck and head in hopes of staying.

I only want to feel the warmth of the sun shining down on me.

To load me up with joy and light so I can spread it all around.

Oh how nice it would be to run among the flowers and everything else blooming and coming out in the spring.

Maybe soon it will be spring and the sun will shine and everything will be warm again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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Oh how

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I love the sun on my face

To feel the breeze in my hair

To feel cool and happy as the day

It is so beautiful and bright

I stand so tall and confident as I allow

The sun to wash down on me today.

Keeping this moment of my time with the sun with me even as the sky turns dark.

I know that brightness will shine in me when my days are long and difficult.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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Winter when

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Will you be gone

I haven’t had my full of hot chocolate and tea

But I’m done with your bitter coldness nipping at me as I go out into the night on my way to work.

Or as I come out of work and go home.

And even probably wrapped up I still feel you in my bones.

You have brought chaos this season with the snow and increased illnesses around.

It’s time you let us breathe the spring air and see the flowers again.

I know every season has its moment but I do think you are hogging the spotlight for a little too long.

So goodbye and I think I’ll skip you next year.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes

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I want to

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Capture everything this time around

From the photos of everyone holding random objects.

Cut up photos to make collages and create art as simple as can be.

To paint like there’s no time to count down and there’s no worry if it’s good enough.

So light your candle and take notes in your little book and let’s get to creating for time has provided us some joy and peace.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2025 By Deirdre Stokes