Now they want to make a film
about me and the pains of yesterdays,
But if only they could feel
what it is I feel
they would all be so I'll,
My emptiness has left a lifetime marks
all over my heart
Oh, the cuts are very deep
I feel most of the time I couldn't breathe
but now they want to film me
make stories about my pains
my life of a beaten-down past
can they see my fears
my tears of blood rolling down my face?
My heart bleeds the pains of Yesterdays
that keeps eating away at my soul
I had to take a deep breath
and I gave them my best of what it is I hold
deep down in my mind
that keeps me locked in that time
when they ask me
if they could film me and all my pains
I just moved my head
then I said yes
That is when I see the eyes of all times
Dark Angel looking deeper into mine
I crawled into my cold empty bed
praying one day this will all end
I pulled the cold sheets over my heard
like I was already dead.
-Judy Emery © 1980 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.