What's wrong with you
why do you act so confused?
what's happening to us?
are we at the end of goodbyes?
empty and cold is your soul
while you are growing old
my pains are upon the wall
painted in my blood
come and observe my wounds
did it make you blue?
did you get ill with the Flu?
why I ask to know you know more
about my lonely past when our love
has taken a turn for the aggressive side.

Judy Emery © 1992
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery