Original Sin

Physical wounds
broken bones
lacerated skin
all will heal.
Thick skin of scar tissue
forming over
voluminous  cheers
pats on the back
overcoming such as this
viewed as a survivor
as one who stood up
took names
let no one overcome.
Wounds worn with rage
left tattered
torn soul
weeping pus
unable to close.
Words
razor sharp
sheer through sensitive skin
rending
devouring
falling to the floor
huddled in pain
there is no forgiveness
there is no help
I have been left all alone.
Options you had
right
wrong
do
or do not.
You chose 
to destroy childhood innocence
tear away veils
mimicking caring
tender feelings
when in truth
sinister
fucked up monster you were.
Play the martyred man
for all to see.
I saw…..
I was destroyed.
Up I stand
on hills so high
wind buffeting
screaming my truth
unable to kill
unable…..
to erase
eradicate
this sin.
©August 24/19
Picture via Pinterest

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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