Death’s Mastery

***I realize that this is very dark and disturbing. The emotions that I have drawn upon are not what I am feeling today. These are the echoes I can recall and express from the dark days of late 2017 and early 2018.*****
Blank sighted
mind aswirl
twisting
reaching out
reaching in
nightmare visions
stop…..
please…..
stop them.
Pain
day after day
night after night
cripples my heart
cripples my body
cripples my mind
unable to move
tears fall
unchecked
river flowing free
curled inward
falling
vile cesspooled pit.
Mouth open
silent screams
reverberate
penetrating to soul
rending
devoured
black ghouls
fattened upon gristled drips
sliver thin
sliced
keen blade
mind in torment.
This is not a cell.
This is not a jail
that I have created
for I want attention
for I need adulation
for I need care…..
it is my mind
caging me
castigating me
slowly killing me.
Unseen death
walking waking nightmare
upon this path
only I can go…..
light recedes
black encroaches
times I believe
death
would be better than this…..
ยฉApril 27/20
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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

9 thoughts on “Death’s Mastery”

  1. so glad you are no longer in this dark place.
    black ghouls
    fattened upon gristled drips
    Lady I love the darkness that these two lines evoke! Your strength of character shines through in your ability to write about the darkness you lived with and climbed out of to become who you are today. I salute you. I love you too, but that goes without saying… ๐Ÿ˜› xx

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      1. That makes me SO happy!! ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ I think it’s important that we allow ourselves the time to feel, and remember those feelings. We can use them a lesson tools.

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