Untitled Dark Poem #7

blood bright
glistening against splintered white
life slips away
while I watch
sat on heels
head cocked
grin upon my lips.
hit me
broke me
slay me
tore me to shreds
vile words
crumpled down
listening to screams
do they come from me
is that rage from you?
Last time
you shoved me once
to table I fell
upon which
sat the knife
settled in the blood of the roast
vivid scarlet against bone china
up I scrabbled
held in defense as you laughed
not believing
that I would dare to disobey.
Freedom found
in that first slice
in that first howl
not from my lips
as fear leapt
you began to back
as forward I came
blade in flight.
coming aware
under full moon
blowing snow
your death
agony for you
freedom from chains for me
to hell with your mores
to hell with your evil
I will no longer be a part
I renounce
this claim you held
as the light
flees from your eyes.
©March 30/21
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

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