One Of My Wishes

One of my wishes is to beloved by a family of my own
I hold this thought so firm that it scarcely show on my face
Without words to tell my story  
The breeze of thought rushes to my heart  
By the maker mask of gloom
On the edge of doom
The cut of emptiness is killing at my soul night and day  
turning my poor heart cold  
I know so well I should not be withheld by this love  
But the numbers of years turn vastness  
I should steal away a night to wash my gloom's away  
Fearless of ever finding open of my heart is a room a place of the dark
I do not see why I should I every turn back to the day of family love
Those day's are now a dream to me  
I will not set forth upon my track of the life I had to live
The asking why did my life come to this  
To overtake me in to that darken hunger  
To long to know why I was never loved  
I held them dear to my heart but they cast me out in the dark  
Broken my heart in their shame of their nasty games of hate.

Lilly Emery / Judy Emery and old poem that I had post on Poetry.com
and all over the internet. I know all my old work needs cleaning up. But I leave them as it is for all to see where my writing looked like back then. when I had post all my old work on the internet. wasn't the same time my old work was written.