My chains
No less binding
Being made of gold
Rather then silver
Each link forged
With a diamond clasp
Evil tainted
An object
A possession
For you.
Like a fool
I thought.....
You said I was special
You said there was no other
You said
So many things
Untruths
Half lies
I never knew
Which man I would see
Raging
Easy going
Full of laughter
Snarling with disbelief
At my so called stupidity.
What did I do?
To make you a monster?
Where am I lacking?
For you to have fallen out of love?
My heart breaks.
My silence grows.
Into it.....
Your melodious voice
Malevolent
Digging beneath my skin
My sanity
Fills the empty hours
Berating
Taunting
Vile words
Shredding
Flaying
Until I am no more
A bloody mess knelt before.....
Vacant eyes
Watching
Your mouth
Bleeding
So busy were you
Slashing at me
Swords of words
You failed to see supper's new ingredient.
They will say it was justified.
They will say it could have had no other outcome
Unless it was I
Who had ended up dead.
Dec. 29/22
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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.
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Oof. Your words cut deeply, but they resonate so well. You are amazing at writing hauntingly beautiful poetry, my friend!
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Thank you so much. It just spun out of me. 😘😘😘🤗🤗
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