We wept over all the pains of our lives
what we made out of it
in our own web,
we made a bed
I can still see that old candle burn
the darkness has taken the best from us
now our hearts wounded
bleeding away
while we tell others about our pains we gave
I pray for us to find better days
where true love will stand in our way
just to show us what we lost
and now we are paying the cost
so we just let the wild flames burn
even in the rain of what hurts,
So I have known in my heart
I needed to walk out the door
and I finely did...
I hope one day we can forgive.

- Judy Emery © 1982
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery