I can’t take back the time I have invested and so I sit here.
Thinking of the past, the present the in between moments
that lead me to this truth, wondering why this all feels the same.
Did I never leave when I felt my feet walk out the door that day.
I had felt free and at peace and now it’s like I’m walking in a maze
and every turn I take you are there smiling like you know something I don’t.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes