I was so angry with life
I even told the moon my deepest secrets
I cried over and over, my wrath did end
I was so angry with the life of lies.
Crowded rooms all around me
people are creaming in so much agony
my soul reach out to them but they where
already gone cold.
I told the moon what my heart holds
I feel so alone, my wrath did grow
In a world that is so evil and cold.
I sit down in the corner of my darkroom
I feel I am lock in a cage,
I watered in my fears Night and Day with
so many tears that wouldn't go away.
What a forbidding morning
whispers in the wind talking about sin
The breath goes and some stays in the dark
caves of a fool.
absence came like rain with no hope in sight
but the blues getting the Flu
locked away in a dark cage where others
had faded away.
Dark Angel eyes are not like the sun
it's like the ashen moon,
the coral is far redder than his lips'
the black wire he puts on my head
perfume he put on the bed to be wed.
he is so dark his love is rare
there is nothing to compare it with.

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