Displaced,
tears crystallizing on my face
I claw and I scratch
my heart burns with regret.
I am helpless in your embrace.
A lover’s cold arms.
Holding,
cradling my soul in disgrace
talons finding chinks in the armor
that I wear to protect my heart.
You eat away,
eroding the foundation,
the very truth of myself.
Calling forth the beast within
making me confront myself.
Mirror image
a horror to be seen.
A sneer,
a snarl,
lips curled in defense
I raise my hand and shatter the glass.
Mirror mirror
an image I can’t compete
a child, a mother, an addict
a soul withering in her embrace.
© Jay-lyn Doerksen
1/27/16
***Another poem from 2016 that I love
