To leave our wounds on hold
separated by the lies that cut deep within
no words was ever said as we left our love
what has happened to us?
what had gone so wrong?
what happens to our Love?
why did we let things of darkness come between us?
We are like night and day
we are that different in so many ways
our Love burned out like a candle in the wind
that light once had made a way for us to walk in
but now all we see this the night
that keep our love on a flight
all we do is fight without even words
something just didn't go right
we begin to fuss over the little things
but now we just fuss about everything
beneath our skin we hold scares
beneath our eyes, we held on to lies
we left our love without a fight
we left to love in doubts
with silent shouts
leaning into the afternoon rains of true pains
casting sadness into late June
the darkness of a wounded
Love to you and me.
- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery