Midnight Hour-1st Edition

Midnight drips

cascading shadows

fellowship of fear.

Memories that twist and bite

vipers that draw near.

Rivulets of blood

creeping down your face

eyes sewn shut

to deny

the anguish and pain

that draws nigh.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

November 30/17

Originally written in Feb/March of 2016

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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