Numb

When all I feel is numb inside
is that when the rebuilding begins?
When finally it will all fall into place
and no longer will I be
such a lost little girl.
To where once more
I can soar through azure skies
cresting vibrant mountains
and thrashing seas?
To the pirates who keep me safe
the knave who thought I had to be locked up
in a cell
for my own protection?
The numbness must be a prelude
to the emotions once more returning
to laughter and joy
having the upper hand in this life.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
Febuary 8/18

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

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