Night changes everything
when it comes to us
I lost all patience when it comes to Love
all I see now is the days are turn gray
I wanna get out and build my own life
and get things right,
I want to stop this fight
I want to find what Love is about
without you in mind
but it is so hard when your words
that keeps me up late at night
where reality is not much different from dreams,
those creepy past has it's own way of coming back
the hours are like the shorter hand on the clock
where time is making the plots,-
I want to dream of somewhere other than being with you
I don't want to keep fighting for nothing,
I am so tired of running around like a clown
without making any soild grounds
you are the one going around making so much sounds
in this old darken town,-I want this nightmare to end.
The autumn moon is breaking through the night
as I holding on for life for what is right
in Gods sight,-
but so many of my dreams had lost its view
that is keeping me so confused about you...
I have no regrets of some of the choses I have made
but getting away from you
was the best thing I could ever done
because you always kept me on the run
all that has been hurting me
We're only getting older and this pain is growing stronger,
does it ever drive you crazy too see what we have become?
look what we have done? we put our love on the run.
Look how fast the night changes everything;
I've had so many dreams where I've been of is lost in your nightmare
I would wake up feeling apart of me has disappeared,
you keep me always in flowing of tears
this has been going on for too many years,
there's nothing I could do to stop the nights from given more pain,
this place of darken dreams , where I always hear the screams
that makes me so afraid of never waking up
when the night changes, I can feel it, but it will never change me
but the night always seems to have away of changing you.
- Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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