Monsters Made

He hurt me
with nary a though
tore away
made it so
I would hate him
wish him dead
with my last breath.
I succumbed
wakening in a specter state
a waith
devilish smile
begins to dance across my lips
as I realize
there is more damage to be done
and in this state,
no one will be to blame
save for the beast who stole my life
savaging other young women
to sate his sickened twisted desires.
Prowling the streets
evil bleeding
day and night
as he takes back that energy
freely given
driving him insane.
a man each time
the river below bleeds up through the ground
turning them to monsters
a cycle
as yet
to be broken.
©Nov. 6/22
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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