I always hear screams dancing around in my mind where I see a crowed standing before me with daggers in their eyes, this evil town keeps up with their town clowns, keeping those frowns, looking for a crown with their face upon the ground, praying to be found while they are always beaten down on the wet ground. You can see they are always in so much pain, but that is the way of their game of shame, where they cast more blame. I could see that they could no longer remember their names, what a shame this place of madness brings.

- Judy Emery © 2013
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery