I sit alone and write
I tell myself what it would feel like
to be the beginning of something
but somehow my mind stays stuck in a broken past
I see no future for me
because others are trying so hard
to live my life for me
damaged is how I truly feel
broken in a life of a living hell
damaged is in black and white
that will never be right in this life
I will always keep writing what it is I bleed.
-Judy Emery © 2004The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
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MOONLIGHT IS TRYING TO SURVIVE
FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.