Lost, and very hurt, left out to bleed away
Cutten open deep within  out on the bay
in that summers raise ...
puzzled the way my life has been  
I have been praying for God to wash away my sins.

I have been gazing out my bedroom window
thinking about all those words that he would say
that has been breaking my spirit down night and day.
the  hurt  is deep within my soul
a pain that won't let go,- of what Dark Angel gave.

I looked and what did I see looking back at me!
A  ''Raven'', his eyes so little like a spark shining in
that could darken the sky, his beaded yellow eyes
had been looking me  up and down,
I pondered over and over in my mind,
what did the raven see when it was looking back at me?

Did it see all the pains that were in my eyes?
the cuts of the night that had been cut in deep wounds of Dark Angel's knife of his anger, that left me marked
from my bleeding heart that is all over my bedroom floor.
Did the raven see the same story as he when he was looking at me?

- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery