Part One (Of What am Unsure)

She sank beneath the bubbles. Drunk on rum numbed feeling nothing. This was life. This was lie. Eyes half lidded inhaling lavender scent relaxed no one would hurt her here. It had been promised. This was a safe zone. No man could touch her without permission. Her permission. Narrowed squinting seeing which did she want to warm her bed tonight. Licking purpled lips forked tongue speak with ill intent.
They came for her in the darkness. Shadow men pulling her from her bed. Mouth sealed screams choked scratches upon their chests. Grit teeth. Pull forth from that nightmare no longer allowing any to rule her days. Her nights. Shudder sit upright nightlight shines upon the pillow bathing her with warm light. Lay back head on pillow deep breath in tears leak from sleepy eyes cold witness to damage done her him as child……
Cinnamon scented air…..hazed gaze lips ruby red place hand upon breast swear not to hurt her again so they always say. Locked in nightmares. Has no way forward. There is never a way backward. Lost cesspool bottomless drug deadened eyes helpless raggedy ann drool upon lip please whisper for freedom desperate measures howl with silent despair. Memories eclipse pain……pain deadens memories……unfaced……unwanted……
Howl at the moon. Full blood red no one can fool the riot. Lupine sleek flow with shadows stand tall against evil backdrop of stone onyx protector befouled rumored rogue silvered blade licked steel. Kneel before you my queen hear me in the depths of your angst your pleas for death overridden I serve I swear awaken. Pulled forth to now to never eyes widen with pain with success blooded knees a cross to be borne.
Jan. 4 2020

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.

17 thoughts on “Part One (Of What am Unsure)”

      1. Thank you. Again multiple characters are vieing for a voice. Some days overwhelming. I am not complaining just only so much time to write in a day including work and life. Day and night they talk to me. I am enjoying it. Please continue to read and comment I appreciate you so much. πŸ™‚

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