Most wild is he
who haunts me
he phantoms all my nights
while he takes over my Life
he don't play nice
Every September
I start to remember all his words
his cold voice
echos through my mind
most of the time
the horror of his touch
his eyes of darkness
looking deep within mine
while he was on top of me
his breath of death
was all over me
he terrifies me
his voice runs deep
into my mind
just the thoughts of him
brings me down
he has destroyed
all that I had Love'd
when he is angry
he clamps his fist to hit the wall
while he pushes me down the hall
he would tell me all kinds of things
just to bring me down in pains
he cuts at my soul
he never lets me go
he crushes my spirit
while he walks around bold
when it comes to Love
he has to run
he holds the crown of darkness
this is all he knows
his frivolous moods
keeps me on the blues
he provokes
he cast evil upon all
that comes around
his deep laughter is like thunder
when he is angry
his eyes starts to twitch
he indulges more pains my way
Oh, here comes the rain
I start to fall down
to the wet ground
while my body starts to tremble
while coldness makes its way
into my body
I start to cry
but only he is by my side
Dark Angel is his name
the one that cast all blames my way
he treasurers all my tears
he loves to give me fears
Every September
will always be remembered .

Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c)