Black Breath

Dimly lit
hidden desires
soaked in whisky dreams.
Ice clicks
chimes
fall against the side of crystal
bells tolling for the pain.
Easy down
burning
right into the gut
warm embrace
head lolling back
never forget…..
this is a way out.
Agonizing remembrances
black out
shrill screams
why will they not get out?
Why do they cling
pierce my skin
roiling over me
making my dirty?
Haunted eyes
hallow inside
tears flow.
No one witnesses.
No one recognizes.
Bottle after bottle
hidden away
thrown away
too many to count..
Seductive beauty
charming mistress
dancing over my tongue.
Closing in.
Tender fingers tangle
turning my memories
my self-loathing
my disgust
into forgotten moments
wished forgotten when I awoke.
Disgusted mutterings
deeply felt hate
self serving cycle
beginning all over again.
©May 25/19

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

7 thoughts on “Black Breath”

  3. I think there is a strong element here of the self-loathing expressed after things collapsed from a relationship. Also a need to build on strengths and to discover those strengths in the self 🙂

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