Monster under the Bed

Writhing beneath
hidden
black ooze
creeping
clinging
coating the walls
as escape is sought.
Mind tortures
memories
bitter tasting
invade all aspects
pushing me into a corner
teeth bared
rabid with fear
trying to protect myself.
Falling down the rabbit hole
hallucinations
dream like state
wrought in fear
sanity of mine
it is at stake.
I am lost
deep beneath
wandering
seeking sunshine
life
not this death of soul
of heart
of humanity
changing me to a monster
the one that I never sought.
Deep within this vault
secrets
desires
dreams
whisps of nightmares
all stirred together
making the cauldron
boil and bubble.
Vicious screams
ripping through the night
no longer am I simple
no longer am I that girl
I have become…..
the monster under the bed
the one fearedย 
the one seeking justice
the one lurking in the mirror
the one burnishing the silver blade.
ยฉMay 15/19
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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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