Hold me close he would say, then ask me for a second dose
of another cold dance in the rain of a nasty thunderstorm
of his pain of deep control I just wanted to be free from his darkness, his madness, his lies, that cut me so deep, he leaves me feeling I cannot breathe, he has me is a dark state of mind just waiting for my death bed, this you got to know
PLEASE, please Dark Angel, let me go.

Judy Emery © 2011
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery