DARK ANGEL AND MOONLIGHT

THE DARK FOREST

I watch how the animals would go deeper into the wood than I could follow. The forest is cold full of ancient stories and misery that follows it. I can see how easy it would be to fall into the trap of Dark Angels, the grounds are heavy in snow and hanging ice over the caves as if the ice is like hanging bares as if it was a cage.

I have been monitoring how the wind would shift in the hours of the later evening, I could hear how the wind would blow throw the heavy trees as if the sound is the cried of those who had lost their lives in older times. I could hear the twigs as the break of the trees as if someone or something had walked by to make the fall of a branch that leads the trail of true loneliness, that roman's the grounds.

In darken dreams all you get is the pains of true agony, I got lost for a moment in my own thoughts, as I wiped my numb fingers over my eyes, brushing away the flakes clinging
to my lashes. Love is nowhere to be found in a place like this nothing of any good, can from hear.

This is a place of danger and misery of violence that is everywhere your eyes could see. And your nightmare comes to you in the sounds of the cries that blow in the wind at night and the tears that fall is the tears of the angels that have been cast down to the earth, Oh, I have truly tried so hard to hold back the pains that came my way in darkening dreams.

This pain makes anyone want to scream this is a place no one would ever want to be. This place is wild and the wolves made this part of the forest their territory, no mortals would be crazy enough to walk these grounds unless they wanted it to be their death wish.

-Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery