Shadowy Beings

A mockery made
any love
any desire
any passion 
that I may have.
Fierce waves
pounding the sand
I stand upon the pier
tears carried away by the wind.
No one can hear me
rending my hair
my clothes
as I appeal to anyone
to help me end this pain.
Never did I imagine
a greyness
so subtle
so permanent
so insidious
as the one enveloping me
bleeding me
could take hold
embrace me within its cold reach
patient to wait
for my pledge.
Frigid darkness
fighting no longer
allow the waves to batter
break my body upon the shore
as I give in once more
to those shadowy beings
feeding upon my soul.
March 13/19

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.

35 thoughts on “Shadowy Beings”

      1. Thank you. Never ever discount your emotions and reach out to those around you who are asking. They know something is wrong. It is hard to believe what people are saying when you are in the throes of pain but they want to help. Please let them. ❤

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      2. I would hope not. Never allow anyone to invalidate your feelings and self. What you are feeling is real. If they are unable to see or be there for you you may need to step back. It is hard. You can always write me.


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