Tears

Razor thin lacerations caused by silver shards of rage

black and bleak, thunderstorms boil overhead.

Lightening pierces the evening sky, wordless pain and triumph

yet still I lay here, unable to care.

Bruised and battered is my soul;

broken and shattered is my heart;

If only you had beaten me;

the words you spewed would not reach me.

A thrashing I could have taken.

Bruises and blood fade to remembrance

broken bones can be set and healed

Angry words spoken

leave a chink in the armor I wear.

I cried tears of anger and despair

I cried tears of blood and mayham

I cried tears…..I cried tears…..tears

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

March 19/17

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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her early 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. A self confessed obsessive book worm I live for my son and my down time to read. I have a vast array of friends and cohorts who I will be writing about. I hope I can make people laugh or cry; be thoughtful and understanding. And I need to write so this will be my voice.

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