Now I walk with a deeper hole in my heart
in the garden of lost dreams
designed to appear a place at easy
but my heart still screams,
at night I walked the cold sandy beach
still wearing black...
as my mind truly takes me back
just for a moment where we could say our goodbyes
it hurts me so bad that you have died,
I kept crying out WHY???
but never got the answer-but silent cries
that blows in the night.
- Judy Emery © 2018 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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FantasyThis is another poem book of poems of the past.