Family secrets
blood kept
never acknowledged
point the finger
prime the poison
blame the victim
Voices raised
torment laced words
screamed in defiance
while blind eyes are turned
the scene before them.
Hands raised
cringing from the blows
sneak back into the corner
once there
I shall no longer fear
disappearing into the dark.
Empty seat at the table
nary a place set
it has become apparent…..
I am invisible. 
No one wants to hear
no one wants to acknowledge
damage done
not so easy to shovel away
hiding behind falsity
chiselled smiles on their lips.
I am the elephant in the room.
Forgiveness is in short supply.
Thoughts run amok.
Watching through the garden gate…..
My life.
My memories.
My pain.
never acknowledged.
©August 6/19
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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

8 thoughts on “Monstrosity”

  1. If this was your childhood, it’s no surprise you struggle with depression…kind of reminds me of my own in a way. I guess I need to channel my sadness someday like you do, instead, I just blocked most of it out. Thanks for sharing your words, and your feelings. Powerful!

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    1. Thank you. I worked through a lot of it almost two years ago but it was 30 years overdue. Writing helps me get rid of the anger that rears its head occassionally. Thank you for your kind words and support. 😊❤

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      1. You are too kind. Thank you so much. Without going too deep into it, I will just say that I was in a different mindset and nothing I did felt good enough. But thank you for taking the time to read my work. I truly appreciate it. 🙂 ❤

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