Blood Stained Sand
I’ve seen many things in darken dreams
I’ve been sitting near the banks by the sea,
In the sky are many stars, shining from far
right down into my heart,
watching the world move along, while my own life
has somehow stopped,
while I witnessed so much things,
rocks are falling from mountains, rolling into the sea,
while the night reflects so many things,
I have seen in darken dreams,
I would see the light shine to a dimmer light
I would see laughter of pains,
dancing around in rain,
I know all of this isn’t real, but in dreams everything
feels like it is something that is real,
In my dreams, they began to catch fire into my mind,
My own tongue felt so dried, out into a desert of lies,
I had many conversions at time with myself,
thinking about what is my next move,
what are the things I will soon face,
In this darken dreams I never win either way,
But I refuse to ever give up,
my poor brain is working overtime,
seeing things that weltered in the heat of the weather,
of the pains in the desert,
where abuse is continued with no end,
I would see children of slaves slumbering in pain,
squeezing every drop of love, they could find,
everywhere you look,
are the sand that are stained in blood,
I feel so hollow and very ill,
My heart has pity for the loss,
they walk around on desert ground
with a heart of emptiness, there isn’t anything left,
the slaves are in dark person of lies,
while Dark Angel plays with their minds,
masking their face in disgrace with hate,
The days are very long,
but into the night are more cries,
slaves are always on the move,
walking around as if they are confused,
while I dreamed of these things, I felt so awake
while my body ached,
while I asked myself is this reality
that I am witnessing?
I have seen so many things,
I’ve vision things while I am awake,
I vision things even in darken dreams,
What does all this mean?
Oh, heartless ones, in solitary hours last way too long,
Into darken dreams I had lived different lives,
In ancient times playing around with my mind,
I would look around while love was never found,
Hate was poured out like rain,
Oh, how I feel the pain they gave,
My own security is still with me,
I’ve worn many different looks,
I hand many different styles
but in the long run they still look the same,
Others would call me their queen of darken dreams,
Tears would fall because they broke my heart,
I feel like no one will ever give me a chance to show them
The light of true love,
My startled soul, of long ago, I have been worn down
In a darken crowed, But I stand my stand,
while they fall to the ground,
up on dust they let their tears fall,
Thousand by thousands are lost, they don’t love God,
They are so unkind, with hate always in their mind,
Oh, how I can remember the sounds of cries
That Dark Angel made them bleed, they don’t know sleep,
They never know what direction to go,
Oh, how the sand is a blood stain sand,
Worry eyes that hold all times,
I hold the light in my eyes, to witness all things
This cold darken world brings,
I never known I would be placed in a darken state,
I have seen slaves pushing down more lies,
Stripping away the bright of day,
afraid they will always be,
they walk around in dark shadows of the night,
where Dark Angel will always cut them deep
he loves to see them all weep and bleed.

Poetic Judy Emery © 2003
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery