I wasn't ready for love but you thought I was, now,  I go where no one knows to write all my famous lines, to help me get by in this life, where all I can remember is the lies you tell that put me through a living hell. this is how the old story goes and that is how it will be written in my own bloodstained ink.

- Judy Emery © 2020
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery