THE CUTS

There is a great deal of depression
in a life of pain;
oh, how this body aches
I know no body truly knows me
if they did would it mean anything
Dark Angel has overtaken me,

my soul longs for the day he lets me go,
all he wants is full control over me
oh, how he cuts deep at my mind
just to see my heart bleed most of the time,
his words are like an old sad love song
that never stops playing
my mind is filed with deep thoughts
my heart feels its loss,

the tears I cry is like a flood
that never ends deep within,
I was too young
to understand the ways of sin
My life was never right in my mother's eyes
No matter how hard I ever try
all she seen was the dark side of me
she called me her black seed,

I was only two when I started crying out
for those painful words to end
as I got older
the pains had grown stronger
I would get down on my knees
Please make the hurt stop
but they never did,

I would cry deep in the night
asking why did my own mother
did not love me;
why did my father leave me like this?
holding his big old mess
he just walked away
without a word of goodbyes
their ware no words
no words to ease my pains
every day this old pain
has given me so much rain,

Poetic Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery