Rending

Locked in my mind

vicious voice

rending my soul

my belief

in self.

Denouncing the strength

the knowledge

riding over affirmations

burying them in the cemetary dark.

I am lost

I am tired

I am afraid

to look down this road once more.

My knees shatter

I offer up beseechment

leave me alone this time

I won’t fight the next.

Thick mimosia

clinging

wrapping

entangling

knock me from my feet

blood flows

tears collapse

as I shudder beneath.

You silly bitch

hissing voices scream

you have no control 

you have no ability

to rid yourself of me.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

July 18/18