Kith and Kin

Lo
Once I was lost
a congregation of one
spent
deliverer of evil
reaver of souls
dancer of the shadows.
As a child
beaten
abused
sold for laughs
sold for drugs
sold to the highest bidder.
Drifting
in
out
life is drudgery
solid grey
no color
waiting for the linchpin.
Tears
blackened bruised
slip from eyes unseeing
nightmares better forgotten
hitch of breath
there are nights I want to die.
He
they
you
came to me
out of the darkness
as I lay bleeding out.
Bound me with mourning cloth
suck solace from my veins
I will become
one with death.
Finally
my kindred found
demons such as myself
smile
smirk
tainted lips
at last I am home.
 
©Oct. 14/19
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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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