MY POETIC DIARY

BEHIND HIS DEADEN EYES

I heard a sound that moved the fountain
of all my emotions in my room
where it is I sit all alone
where wondrous thoughts run clear
way before the fear
and all those tears that lasted for years,

Oh, I can remember how he locked me away
from the world of truth and beauty;
he would tell me lies and words of hate
to make me lose my way...
Oh, how I would cry
thinking I was losing my mind,

He has broken my spirit
but I kept on searching for the light,
but I wasn't able to find that light for some time,
He is so deceitful
always playing mind games on me,
the more he talked I could see he held know truth
behind his deaden eyes,

I can hear the coldness
behind his lyric words
Oh, how his hateful words
That plays over and over in my mind
that makes me feel about to die,
I'm feeling I'm suffocating in his madness,

His words are his verbal weapons,
that he uses on me all the time;
the abuse of his fist hurts
but not as bad as his words,
he loves to cut me deep
just to watch me weep and bleed,

I heard the sounds blowing in the wind
I felt the pains that cut me very deep
I hold the scares that left me marked
for a lifetime...that kept me paralyzed
to ever love again.

-Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery