Expunged Love

Eyes
bruised grey
hair lank
dead
detached
when…..
who….. 
what….. 
is coming for me?
Nowhere to run.
I wait.
Heartbeat count
fevered brow to pane
it has been ordained
they will collect me.
I care not.
Frost.
Black heart
wreathed
iced
encased
fingers etched glacier blue
cold.
Throw the bitch a bone
I heard your guttural voice
Nothing more
Nothing less
She deserves…..
I forgot your twisted side.
I forgot your hate.
I forgot just what it meant to be
the one who jilted the King.
©Feb. 22/20
Picture via Pinterst

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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