Darkness is something cold
where it is they stand bold
their eyes are roaming about
bring on the shout
in the icy air
are the wings of the falling
flowing through the night sky
casting down fear
on all who stands near
I can feel an aura of evil
screaming in my mind
where this madness creeps in
where the touch of coldness
of his hands crashed my face
what a disgrace.

Judy Emery © 1999
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery