Word of the Day Challenge #106-Untitled Poem

***Please note that this is not how I am feeling. This is purely a creative work***
Battering
wild
winds of torment
piercing
whistle through cracks
found
deep in soul
lost
wretched
bleeding
I am so alone.
Desolate
barren landscape traversed
bloody footprints
embedded slivers
tearing
driven deeper
harder
filling self with bile
hatred
doubt
reaching out
nothing there
to offer me a safety net.
Heart cleaved
demons erupting
blackness
sinking into cold oblivion
aware
subtle flicker
hand reaching
grasping
pulling forth
rebirth
despair to delight
recover from blight
dreams to be made
a simple paradise.
©June 20/20
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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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