I exist in the depths of solitude
pondering my true goal on love
And what I call my own.
Trying to find peace of mind on what
Is right in Jehovah's eyes,
God still preserves my soul for true love
I am always constantly yearning to be accepted
By my own how I gave life to,
And they don't even give respect.
I never compered God's love to the night because
That would never be right in Jehovah's eyes.
My only regret is I made life to the night
When I was out running with the wind.
Four young heart trying to make a life without
Jehovah God on their side.
How can there be peace in their life if they are
Running with the night!
How can I be in the depths of solitude with the
Pains I let set in.
I set up at night and sometimes I cry asking God why
Did I do this to my life,
Then I gave birth to four living souls that tree whats
To let go and one wants to run in light with me,
And the other wants to run with the wolves of the night
Sometimes I cry when I'm alone and on my own getting old,
The tears I cry are wishing to love and to undo all that
I had done in my life and make it right in your eyes Jehovah
My tears flow deep like the pouring rain of much pains,
I cry because my heart is torn.
Sometimes I found it hard to sleep at nights with so much on my mind, No love insight to tell me I am going to be alright.
It's painful and sad and sometimes crying is a friend within.

- Judy Emery © 1984
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery