There


is this ache is inside of me that only comes when life seem to slow down and I start to see the things that are missing from my life.

Sometimes the ache is bearable and other times I wonder how things turned out this way.

I know that I hoped for so much more from this life that I am living and well I know it’s probably possible.

I know that if I choose to do it my way how can I later on regret it when I made the decision to go down the path I knew was not for me.

The things that make me wonder why I have to take this verbal abuse when I’ve done no wrong towards this person.

These are the things that I have to live with for I am seen small like an ant something that can be easily ruined and made to disappear.

These times of suffering do not end as everyone goes to sleep and the hope of something new to come my way and make things better.

The situation is no something that fades for a time being it is always there lurking in the shadows waiting for the perfect time to strike and knock you down hard.

There is little hope that things will get better over time all one can do is pray that this demon will be banished from their life so only the good can stick around.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Published by mywords2228

I love to write poetry and reading tons of books. I've starting to explore writing fiction so I hope you enjoy my work.

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