up in a space where all my happiness is locked behind another door and all the creativity is locked behind another door.
This space I am is nothing but dark and the answers to when will everything great come back is just echoing around me but there is no hope I’ll get the answer soon.
My words are gone and maybe they will be forgotten too because I can’t seem to get out of this place.
I want to fight to get to the place that the sun will shine down on me and I will be at peace but, sometimes all the good has to go way and I have to sit in the dark to realize all that I stand for.
Because, I am something worth fighting for and even though things are not looking up that is not a reason to give up.
The step that I am on now is rest and to stop over giving what you do not have left to give.
I am on empty and there is not much more I can offer out to those who have taken it all because no one else is as willing or able to give so much.
I am not moving forward at the moment for I am resting and I am centering myself back to who I was before and maybe I will have become so much more when this process is done and over.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes