Passionless Warmth

Eyes glitter with tears
trickle soundless over my cheek
small
sad smile
upon my lips
never thought I would still hurt.
I glimpsed your face
brief
pain speared through my heart
stomach dropped
I danced back
did not want you to see me.
Empty ache
where once you held me true
slice away
emotions
blood red tide at my feet.
Head bowed
stumbling away
I want this pain gone
I want this never ending succession
of bad choices
to come to an end.
Crystalline heart shattered no more.
Personal choice
one some may understand not
going to turn these emotions off
so I no longer feel.
©Jan. 9/20
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

8 thoughts on “Passionless Warmth”

  1. Heartbreaking.
    A couple of times just lately, a couple of those rare ones who get close enough to really have a clue these days have said something…. something that left me feeling “seen” in a really good way…
    and a part of me, while deeply moved, was just busy thinking: “Really? you talking about the same me I feel here?”
    Sometimes, those echoes and “bad choices”…
    they’re like this jagged corridor.
    But even as we walk it, beauty can spill out, colouring our words.
    Those colours are still you.

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