Run Baby Run

Rage
black
blistering
volatile
simmers beneath the surface.
Look
see 
feel 
touch
on the outside
calm
serene
never know the nightmares in my mind.
Screaming
words that strike
pierce
eat away
bringing me to my knees
as I grasp my head
digging talons
sharp
destructive into my brain.
Out
out
out
you are not a damn spot
but a leech
feeding off my pain
my dissolution
my heavy heart.
I weep
I strangle
I kill.
Run baby Run
’cause I am going to come.
March 20/19
Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay

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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