Untitled Dark Poem #2

wrapped in bottled bliss
pilled existence
hiding from the truth
hiding from emotions 
hiding from little girl lost.
She resided
deep within
wrapped in chains
wrapped in fear
wrapped in guilt
for it had to have been her
why else
would men want
head hung
heart rending 
tears no longer falling
stone cold heart
it has become
there is no one.
Statico stilettos 
each step 
each tread
shivers erupt
as I appear
rising from the depths
no longer chained 
no longer a little girl
no longer…..
I am coming…..
I am raging…..
I am rising…..
I am…..
©Oct. 1/20
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

3 thoughts on “Untitled Dark Poem #2”

    1. It just came to me. Veered from original thought but the picture came and the rest rolled out. No prompt. No nothing. Just my imagination. Wohooo fingers crossed it is coming back xoxoxoxox💜💜


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