Plain Jane-Little Girl Lost

This is a story poem. The links for previous poems are:
His hands on my flesh
stroking
pinching
awakening fear
tears
streaming down my cheeks.
Badass Jane
she whispers in my ear
to remain calm
when the time is right
she will come out
and she will play.
I keep my eyes squeezed shut
repress the memories
overwhelming
suffocating
if she does not come out soon
I am going to be lost.
He fists his hand in my hair
jerking my head back
pressing himself to my barren body
groaning
unaware that death waits in the wings.
My voice catches
no longer can I scream
I am waiting for Badass Jane
to come and rescue me.
Sept. 7/18
Photo by Larm Rmah on Unsplash

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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