I hear the wind of pains of my lonely life
where it is people had never been kind,
I am crying out in the rain
feeling so ashamed
caring for other peoples blame.
This old story is the same old thing
nothing really hasn't changed,
Oh, silent of the night of true emptiness
where it is my heart bleeds.
Dark Angel when will you end?
all these head games you play?
the hate and lies
hold anger in your eyes
that flame up the night skies,
Your eyes are heavy and dim
Oh, those painful darken dreams
That made so many souls scream
Why do you have to be so mean?
you give darken dreams to all those who sleep
you love to make them weep
Oh, Dark Angel the phantom of graves and bones
you call this a place of home,
Bloodshed moon is because of you,
that is blooming on high
into the midnight sky,
bring on the tears
holding on to fear for years.
As the old ancient clock tells the time
while it sinks into the crying sea in darken dreams.
- Judy Emery © 1982The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
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MY POETIC DIARY
PoetryThis book is for the ones who had a big imagination, where you can imagine what it is you read, the good and the bad, well the poem that I have put in this book has a lot of mixed poems of long ago and the now.
