I walked alone;
by an old darken throne,
it had given me a fright,-
just of its sight.
I held on tight because I knew
I am was going for a ride
of some other kind,-
it will blow one's mind.
My own tantalized soul
made no joke to what I hold,
I stand so bold,-
to the man getting close,
He is dressed in an all-black suit
at first, I thought I was seeing
Edgar Allan Poe,-
wearing a big old long hat,
But when he stood so near
I had gone to sleep into a very bad dream
ravens were flying around,-
looking for the lost and found,
Pains started coming my way
in a cloud of darkness deep within my soul
my body started turning cold,
I walked alone,-
to an old darken throne
now became my home.
- Judy Emery © 1994 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
