Love gone awry

Sometimes I go a little crazy

a wee bit mad

making all my castles

with quicksand.

Sometimes I dance little jigs

and you cannot see

where once there was harmony

now we have strife.

Angry words disposed to bite

left me nothing to do

but cry bitter tears

and feel ashes in my mouth.

I have loved you

and hated you.

I have cursed your name

for the damaged touch

while you played your game.

Living beneath a cloud of darkness

wrapped in a shroud of pain

I yearn for the bright sunlight

yet walk alone trapped in anguish

unable to break away.

©Jay-Lyn Doerksen

September 12/17

Better Days

Lost in the malestorm

sucked down the eddy

braving bleak thoughts

seeking always that peace.

Knowing that there will be a day;

when the pain,

the angst,

will no longer be in control.

Days when I shall see the sunshine,

hear my own laughter

and not be crippled 

by anxiety and depression.

Those are the goods days.

The ones I cling to.

For when that blackness enshrouds;

I remember that there

will always be 

a better day coming back to me.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

August 27/17