are slowly getting back to normal

as my days seem to get longer and I

busy myself with things to avoid the truth.

Even though I want to say everything all at once

it’s like everything I have to say is just coming up blank

and even though I know I need to get this off my chest.

Daytime turns into night and soon I’ve missed my chance to tell you as

I become busy and then you become busy.

Until so much time has gone by that I just don’t feel like it

matters anymore to share this information with you.

But, so how when all is quite again those words are coming to the front

of my mind begging me to tell you the truth now or forever hold it in and

hope it doesn’t come back to bite me in the butt.


Written By: Deirdre Stokes