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I believe

I’m in to deep and now the chains just seem so hard  to break.

But, with all the strength I have left in me I will break them and get away from this place for I just can’t do this anymore.

I walk through life walking around like a zombie with nothing on my mind but getting out of this place.

I feel like time is going by too fast and I’m just barely moving at this point and when I gaze around I truly see all the things that I am missing out on.

I regret this move and now all the cards are out of my hand and I feel like the sinkhole called my life is just getting bigger and bigger.

And my screams for help are getting too soft that no one will hear them in the end.

I am trapped and the way out just looks like a locked door that will not ever open and I will be here for the rest of my life.

That feels like misery and painful and the most stupid and ignorant people just keep kicking me around for their pain is best thrown at me for they don’t want to deal with it.

So like a human punching bag I’m kicked and punched and spit at until they feel like I will break like a worn out piece of rope.

Just one more insult and I will just snap and fall to the floor and as I become nothing more than a used up rag doll.

They won’t feel sad just feel the victory of another win well deserved in their eyes.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Happy Mother’s day

Everyone!

I hope everyone is enjoying this day with their mother or you are a mother or soon to be mother.

I know that some of you mothers may no longer be here and today will be sad for you but, just keep the love she shared with you while she was here bright and strong in your hearts today.

I hope everyone has a blessed day and enjoy the little bit of relax you may receive today.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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You

could be anywhere and yet you are here staring at me as if all the words you have to say can be translated through eye contact.

I understand what you are pending with me and I’m here to help you in any way that I can.

I know that lately things have seem so distanced between us and I don’t like the space that has grown in the space where there used to not be there.

You always knew my words and now it’s like I barely know yours and yet here we are staring at each other hoping that the message gets to where it needs to get to before it’s too late.

Your touch always told me right away what you needed to feel or hear and no amount of time could make me not feel this way.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Three Line Tales, Week 119

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photo by Oneisha Lee via Unsplash

 

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
  • Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

 

Lost in the colors and how tall the rocks are that everything in life that has been black and white just don’t compare to these bright colors that make me happy and at peace. 

This trip was something I needed so badly, to be out in the middle of nowhere and just stare at the simple things in life and not stressing over the things that seem to be out of my control no matter what.

I know that this trip will be the last bit of relaxation for me for a while and I’m grateful that I could make this trip with you  for who knows where time will push us next. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 70

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So many stories that are being told on those shelf’s and I’ve read them all and yet I need to read more to understand so much more about this thing called life.

It’s funny how when you get lost in a book that you are not thinking about learning anything in this book just wanting to get your mind off your troubles.

You start to grab at each word and connect to almost all the characters because someone has to have been through what you went through in your lifetime.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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I’ve been

used and abused by you for too long.

I’m like recycling to you for you just use and reuse me until you are satisfied.

My pain is your gain and at the end of the day, you are not trying to make things better for me.

I have so much to say but I won’t disrespect you.

They say he will deal with you and I hope he does soon.

For I deserve more than this and I’m tired of being mad and frustrated.

I’m just trying to do my best but right now my mind is blown from the lies you said to me.

I’m not a kid and I don’t take the bullshit anymore and I see right through your lies and I want to laugh in your face so bad.

You’re a snake and I’m about to make you regret you ever thought a battle against me would end well for you.

I come to win and I won’t leave until I’m satisfied even if that means you have to suffer more when I’m gone.

I won’t feel sorry for the mess I leave behind because you didn’t care what a mess you were making for me.

Use me and you will wish you never met me.

I can be the nicest person but, do me wrong and you will never see it coming.

I will forgive but, I won’t forget and I will replay it to my advantage.

I’m trouble and you thought the problems you had before were bad but the truth is I’m worst than any natural disaster for when I destroy there is no coming back.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Trying

to block it all out as the noise is just too much for me.

I used to enjoy these moments but nothing I do now makes me found them even pleasant.

I try to block out the thoughts of that place that robbed me of my happiness.

I know I can only survive if I stop letting it in and live like it doesn’t exist.

I no longer care for this place and so I’m running and when it’s time.

I will do what I have to do, not walk through those doors because of them.

I will walk in because I need something but, I will be free of them for good.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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