Emmie/Emmellia Untitled Poem #9

Do you remember?
Caressing face
hair
running hands 
over slender body
nary a hint of gender
words mumbled 
reassurances in grave voice
pain 
over and over
even as I screamed
you took your pleasure
regardless
that I was a child!
Black 
never ending
varying shades
can you see your hand 
can you see my face
can you hear my voice
it shall haunt you
until I am done
even then
not sure 
pain will end there.
You broke me.
You used me.
You sold me.
Told me I was a princess.
Told me I was a good little girl.
You told me lies
when all I wanted was your love
not this…..
fear
rage
unending need
carried with me through time
do you think
with your death 
that shall cure me?
Each cut
placed
razor thin
maximize your pain
while minimizing 
chance you will die 
upon this table
before my revenge is done.
I bled before you
as men paraded
in 
out 
pink confectionary
canopy bed
beneath which
acts
perpetrated
haunting to this day.
Bye bye Daddy o’ mine
broke my heart
broke my head
and now
you are going to bleed
slowly to death.
 
©Jan. 19/21
Picture is my own

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