Untitled Dark Poem #8

Staining darkness
shades scream
worrying strands of hair
plucking loose clothing
my familiars
bound unto me
in death
as they bound me
in hatred
in chains
in loss of innocence.
Bathed in blood
wine red
dripping from childish nipples
upon dais of entitlement
devil’s kin
in devout sickness
to masters unseen.
I grew
shadowed eyes
knives for nails
those who tore
asunder my life
my virginity
my innocence
until I called upon their own dark masters
and vengeance shall be mine.
©March 31/21
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

4 thoughts on “Untitled Dark Poem #8”

  1. Beautiful words darkly spoken
    Mixed sky
    Storm brewing sunset

    Last nights clouds looked like curling smoky lines stretched out like long feathers with curling down.


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