Voices Raised

You yell
you scream
you make me feel
like all is my fault
but really?
Let me ask
you fucked her
not me
how am I the one at fault?
You know you did me wrong
you wrecked my soul
my heart.
You promised me
that you loved me
would do anything for me
but you also swore
this would not happen
you would not fall.
Babe all I can say
I don’t know if I love you
the pain I feel
has more to do with respect
with broken trust
than actual love.
Not a  woman
just a child
you as well
come calling when you get tired 
of dirt
of hovels
of paper plates.
I will pick up the pieces.
You will come crawling
I ain’t stupid man.
I know what this game is.
Go ahead
watch me step back
hey babe
whose life means more?
Tongue tied
I know what is done
she ruined our fun
you don’t care
I am sorry to say
she will fuck you 
in the end.
(and she did)
Feb. 11/19
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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.

54 thoughts on “Voices Raised”

  1. I’ve experienced this before. Suddenly, when everything becomes your fault, it’s a sure sign something is wrong with them. I’ve seen it so many times..

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