Brazen Whispers

Audacious
voice whispering in my ear
inside my mind
black
noxious
reminding me
over
time and time again
that no one loves me
no one really cares
that it is a farce.
Pulling the covers up
over my head
keeping the demons at bay
when really
I am paralyzed
with fear
anger
pain
rage
which keeps returning.
Every time that I think
that I truly believe I am free
that I have learned to control
to eliminate the damages done
I have not.
As I sit
tears rolling
slipping
from my eyes
desperate to assess
am I still sane?
Has my depression crept in
through the back door
to erupt
fully conscious
a boiling ebon beast
poised to sting
maul
attack
my sensibilities?
I do my best
always.
I let go of past pain.
Past hurts.
Past injustices.
I embrace my follies
my fallibility
my scars
trace a journey across my skin
etched in
reminding me how I am strong
how I can defeat
how goddamn it all
I can rise again.
I will not allow you to defeat me
wyvern
deep in the shadows
skulking
waiting
watching
for when my defenses are down
to strike.
I am stronger than you.
I am braver than you.
I will triumph.
I will never let you win.
©July 22/19
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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

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