Time to Go

Within
Blackness
Vile
Wordless
Full of venom
Penetrating
Even as I cover my ears.
The voice
It taunts me.

I wish I could wave my wand
And the pain
The misery
Felt deep within
Would evaporate
Even as the mask is once more
repaired
So no one will know.

Listening to angry words
Playing over the airwaves
Letting them bleed beneath my skin
Buoying my soul
Bringing peace
Bringing truth.

No one will berate
No one will tear down
As much as that voice on loop
Playing over and over:

Not good enough.
Not pretty enough.
Not smart enough.
Weird.
Ruins everything.
No one loves you.
No one will ever love you.

Bitch.
Get out of my head.
You have lived here
Rent free
On my dime
But I refuse to allow it any longer.
The door it is over there.
Don't let it hit you on the way out.

June 24/24

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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