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I know

I have decisions to make but the time its taking to make them is not an easy one.

I feel tired and just not in the mood.

I feel under the weather but somehow still making it through with barely an complaint.

I want to see an clearer picture  because I know at the end of the day it will all go down and the picture we are painting may not look the way we wanted it too.

Time can and will only tell what is going on if we make a change the facts are even in the changes the flow of things are off and when you try to control them you end up with the same results.

Almost everyone has given up but yet still coming around to collect and yet says they are doing so much more but they are not.

It’s like watching an old episode of one of your favorite shows and yelling for the character to not make that mistake but you already know they will and at this point why are you fighting what is and will happen.

You know the situation and you wish they would just get in down but only if you stick to what you know and embrace the change with hope things will work out.

And to ask questions along the way because, if you leave it up to others to run the show it will always run into the ground.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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This is

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our little holiday on wheels we do this almost every Saturday night with a cup of tea or hot chocolate and we look up into the sky.

With no worry insight for this our time to get away from the stress and just be in the lights and sitting on top of the throw that will keep us warm later on into the night.

But, sometimes I do this alone for my light needs time to restore and come out only to be seen by myself.

For being around others sometimes could be overwhelming  and so in the trunk I sit imaging what things could be like if I had done things differently.

I know that we will always come back to this spot but for now let’s just live one day at a time.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

To much to

 handle in one week let along two weeks in a row.

No consideration of what is going on with others just your satisfaction of having it all laid out.

The truth has always been there and yet I put up with it for far too long.

If I want to be true to myself it’s time to stand up for what I want and well have them deal with the rest.

I know I can’t help what is going on around me but I’m trying my best to overcome the things that annoy me the most.

For it’s time for joy and to put the complaining behind me and focus on the goal ahead.

To do more and to finally feel like I’m getting something done without the worries of sinking in the end.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

I want

 to feel alive again.

To feel safe again.

To feel like my writing is good again.

To feel like I’m taking care of myself again.

To feel like I know what I want.

To feel like I’m in a little control of what is going on around me.

It feels like I’m in a pile of mess and everyone expects me to know the answers to the questions.

We all want answers too but the unknown is coming and right now it doesn’t look that good.

 

 
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Tomorrow

Do I want to know what you will have waiting for me when I walk through those doors?

I don’t want to even walk up and deal with it.

I know I will have to battle myself through the easy stuff and just ignore the tough stuff altogether.

I know I already feel the wear and tear as today and this week will weaken me in more than one way.

Will I survival or will I just give up and quit and not worry about the outcome in the end.

I really wish this could be the end to my chapter in this place but it has yet to be written as I stand by looking on to a better future and hope for myself.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

Trying to

 Find that spark that made me feel so alive that words would just flow from me and all things big and small won’t that bad.

But doubt settles in for the winter and all seem lost again.

But I won’t lose faith as I see the bigger picture after this season that is not that great.

For I hope the next season will be so much better and the warmth will fill me up inside that the coldness outside will barely bother me these days.

 

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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To be

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 Able to take a ride on a day like today is great.

Just riding on the crisp leaves down the street as I enjoy the view of my neighborhood.

Just knowing these days will be fewer as we truly get into the fall season.

And winter soon comes knocking at our door.

But for now I will focus on what a great day it is to be outside and enjoying my free time.

 

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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With nothing

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 To rush off too

For the first time in days.

I’m gonna just let the wind blow and just breath in and out for a second.

For I feel no stress or anxiety to get things done.

I can truly enjoy the weather and the day before a storm or colder weather blow in.

For once I can just let my hair down and enjoy the little moments in life that truly make life worth the struggle we face some times.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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Poetry

This place

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 So beautiful and peaceful that can’t stop coming back to it.

I know now the ugly things don’t matter when I’m here in this place.

It’s like nothing can touch me even when I know all I want to do is run and scream like I’m in a horror movie.

And of course I will run towards the very people hunting me for they too will play as if they are the victims.

Until they turn on me and then as the light fades from my eyes this place will come to my mind and I will be okay with it being my time to go.

Oh how I wish this place wasn’t just in my dreams but where my reality went to be happy and where my soul could have some peace for once.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes