Tarnished Paladan

The flames lick at me, scorching the armor I bear

weighing me down, pulling me further into the abyss.

I hear my princess scream, resistant

battling her way back from defeat.

I crawl forward on hands and knees

the keening I make? Or is that my soul?

I only know that I cannot give up,

I must go forward.

Forward to the woman I love,

forward to the future ordained,

Forward to the depths of hell

all so……

This story is old, as old as can be.

A King, A Queen, The Princess

and the knave that has her heart.

Only this time, there is no happy ending

there is no fond farewell.

There is only horror and hell

blood and pain

dancing in the slashing rain.

Insanity and narcissism

power and rage,

this is no fairy tale,

there will be no bliss.

 

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

May 19/17

 

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom