grey mimosa of pain
never sure where this road will end.
painted black with blood
dragging down those caught in its net.
I seek
anything that will indicate
where I am lost
how I can be found
only to discover more pain
mouths opened in silent screams.
Forest of hanging bodies
pinned to rotted flesh.
Indication of the sins they were convicted of.
I begin to feel fear
to feel wrong
this is not a world
in which I belong.
Broken down
stripped to the the bone
crumple to my knees in agony.
Talons pierce my skull
dragging me upwards
towards the tower of anguish
hope fleeing
mouth screaming
there is no escape
no way out
of this nightmare I have dreamed.
ยฉApril 27/19
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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

43 thoughts on “Nightmare”

          1. ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ

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          2. Youโ€™re an excellent writer! And I know you like your dark side, and it is excellent writing! But! Your strength is in the love. In my opinion…

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