I'm hurt each and every day, it is like clockwork that keeps bring down the rain. I always feel the pain of what has happened in the past. What I don't understand is this past isn't mine. So why am I feeling and seeing things that have happened in ancient times? The rain that seems to never go away, as long as this pain stays. Oh, this shame holds me in his darkness, where he is always playing games on the mind, in another time. Dark Angels lust I don't want to cry you see that is a weakness in Dark Angels eye's I'm along most of the time locked away with no hope of an escape I sit around with my black velvet gown with red roses in my black hair lips silk red and my eyes as blue as they could get my bed is ready to be played in of lustful sin when darkness descends on my light skin the Moon shines on dim Dark Angel wants to party scattered pieces of my soul lying around just to be found to gather up again I can hear a knocking at my door just to find Dark Angel wanting more I can feel his lust creeping upon me his hunger his needs for me his breath, his eyes on my every move his cold touch of death this fight is a fight I could never win his darkness mad it's the way in it has consumed me I felt I couldn't breathe his lust is all over me. His voice has softened by telling me a story of how much he waited to find his Dark Angel. He exclaimed when I found you, Moonlight, it was the best thing that ever happened to me in my darken life, then he looked at me and proceeded to say more
I waited yet again for you to let my dark love in but you keep hanging on to a faith that is no more you don't have an escape you don't have strong enough faith to make it rain, I  will never let you go away, you remember these words I had said to you on this day.- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery