This is the nightmare that will playout, where everyone screams and shouts in the darkened castle. People are playing the game of lust and bitterness, casting stones in a game of pain in a world that doesn't know how to trust. All they know are their sinful deeds to say hurtful things just to bring on more pains to make the spirit weak. This is where Dark Angel tells me what I should wear or what to say in his darkness of a masquerade. He looks me up and down and tells me to turn around, he looks at me with a wicked smile and tells me I drive him wild.
This is the night where the screams of truth or dare come out with so much fear and tears that could last for years, but no one seems to care. Where the road converges in a summers rainstorm. This is where the masks are on and some finally take them off, not caring about the cost of it all. This is called something of a darken masquerade where all evil comes out to play and many have lost their way. This is where the night will come to its end, but this will be where the chaos will fall at my feet, while Dark Angel watches me bleed.

- Judy Emery © 1998
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery