I feel like my heart is pounding like a drum
when he puts my heart on the run...
this beast is no fun,
He makes me feel so numb
leaving me feeling there is no hope to find an escape
or to ever be saved...he would love for me to lose faith.
The moon doesn't shine as it uses too...
its light is always on low beam, in this darken dream
where it is I always hear the screams,
while so many crave the grave
where they no longer have to fill all this pain.
- Judy Emery © 1984 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MOONLIGHT IS TRYING TO SURVIVE
FantasiThis is another poem book of poems of the past.