In darken dreams, it is hard for me
To show my feelings,
I would always pray while looking at
The painted skies of the night,
My tears will always fall
From my eyes, while my soul feel the pains,
Oh, here comes the rain,
My heart is pounding like a drum,
While old memories thunder on in my mind,
Oh, how I start to cry,
When I see your eyes, looking back at me,
We somehow found each other,
In that cold September night that Dark Angel
gave me so much fright,
While he started stalking out my life,
Every science then I have so many dreams,
Places I had never seen,
In places of ancient time,
On bloodstain sand is where I stood,
The sun is hot while souls are lost,
Evil is all around with deep exploded hate
Is all over the place, while in a moment,
I would see King Pharaoh standing over me,
Like time is standing still,
while an ancient world plays in my mind,
is where the Dark Angels spirit lives in darken dreams
that makes my heart bleeds
while I hear slaves scream.

Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery