I'm cleansing in the twilight
bathing myself in the moonbeams
painting myself in nightlights of heaven
where a broken heart like mine
can be forgiven.
When I write, I let the ink bleed
because it is flowing in my pains
while the spirit is cleaning
my tears are dripping upon the pages
in the ages of me.
In my life, everything seems
so unevenly balanced, like being lost at sea,-
as the waves consume me
in a place, I call darken dreams
where it is I always hear the screams
while the ancient winds keep crying to me.
yet, this is a requirement of my poetical start
to clean up what has left me marked
deep within my heart
this is the true art
that bleeds deep inside my poetic mind.
I want to wash away those sins
I am a human, a person with true feelings
I refuse to be walked on anymore
then I already had
I know this sounds bad
I'm no longer sad
I'm mad
I had enough
I'm always being haunted
like a ghost making me, it's host
I wrote my famous lines
I suppose that means I'm doing fine.
-Judy Emery Copyright © 2006
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
