Oh, how life can be so darken
just like an overweight rose
that has been shaken loose,
Winter blows on in,
the cold silence that hues in the night,
Painful memories have taken its turn
where all you can see is the petals
swirling in the breeze.
They looked like tokens
that are being tossed around on the sea,
I felt like my own breath had been taken,
my own heartbreaking
into millions of pieces.
I hear the painful silence of the wind
blown old memories at me again,
I have seen the leaves of pages
that has been written down in ink.
My own eyelids stirred
where each word was pend down on paper.
I cried so much it felt it was going to last forever,
I'm broken, this anyone can see,
It was June when my son was taken from me.
I'm forever broken;
I'm like that rose that has lost its petals.
- Judy Emery © 2018 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
