Sitting among autumn leaves
it was in a very sad dream
feeling the cool breeze
aiming at my feet
dancing around like the dead
messing with my head
while the cold wind blows its hues
making me feel the blues
in my mind
at another time
in a place called darken dreams
where I always hear the screams
I see a long battered swing
it looks so cold and desolated
where angels lost their wings
this place holds a story
of  something painful of long ago
the more I look
the more it took
from my soul
as my body was turning cold
in the silent
my mind had taken me to a time
that was so ancient
so dark and full of pain
bring down the rain
I could see myself sitting on the swing
I had no more wings
the tears started to fall like glass
from a broken past
my hands are ******
my body bruised and cold
in a world, I didn't know
I was in a bad storm of lies
that cut deep into my life
as the icy air entered in my lungs
I had fallen like the dead
laying in a grave bed
soon I saw a black cat
that curled up on autumn leaves
while he was looking at me
while I start to scream
because I was lost in a darken dream.

Judy Emery © 1990
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery