Wrath

Never once
did you ever do
more that mouth platitiudes
for ripping me apart.
You stole from me
innocence
laughter
life
leaving me
bereft
depressed
destroyed.
Anger stole in
replacing all that was good
as the past roiled and burned
searing my soul
my heart
my very being.
As I stand over you
watching the blood of your life
flow from your desperate body
grudgingly I forgive
for I want not
a wraith of a monster
held close by my wrath.

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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