This Game…..

Love is…..
hate is…..
I want to 
hurt you
strike you
beat you…..
oh wait….
guess what
I already did.
Tales told
lives lived 
not what is wanted
persona appears
leading the party.
Hate that shit
hate who you become
grasping for attention……
he is not you
he is not the truth.
He is……
what others expect 
may I ask
how are they different?
All still demanding
and more…..
where am I?
Still sitting at the light.
You know
I know
discretion is needed…..
you put yourself in position
hard place
you know 
you have fucked it up.
of solitude
of love
of happiness
an oasis
never to be refound.
I cannot play this game
any more.
Feb. 20/19
Photo by Clint Bustrillos on Unsplash

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

26 thoughts on “This Game…..”

      1. You’re welcome! I mean yeah, we only know each other on here, we live in 2 different countries, but I do believe we’re pretty good friends by now.

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      2. Just saying! I have come to think of you as a sister.. a little sister.. you’re older than me but, yeah.. 😁🤪

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      3. I’ve come to a point with you that I really am just myself around you. And I really am losing my filter lol!!

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