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

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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