I can still remember all the emotional pains
while I was praying out in the rain,
I remember each hateful word you said to me
even the ones where you wished me dead.
I get chills down my back every time you cross my mind
or when I am asleep having those bad dreams
I start to scream,
praying for someone would hear me, wake me,
while you were doing all kinds of things to me,
I felt I was going to die, everytime I felt your touch,
Oh, I hated it so much...
the chaos you put into my life
and you got away with it by your lies.
Your lies hide behind your eyes...
but I could always read them
the pains that came to me from your abuse
you would tell me I like being used,
through the battle of your tongue
you really thought you have won.
-Judy Emery © 1984 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
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FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.
