CUT DEEP
Tue, 08/02/2016 - 11:57 -- Poetic Judy Emery
There is a great deal of depression
in a life of pain ;
oh , how this body aches
I know no body truly knows me
But if they did would it meany anything ?
Dark Angel has overtaken me
my soul longs for the day he lets me go,
all he wants is full control over me
oh , how he cuts deep at my mind
just to see my heart bleed most of the time,
his words are like an old sad love song
that never stops playing
my mind is filed with deep thoughts
my heart feels its loss
the tears I cry is like a flood
that never ends deep within ,
I was too young to understand the ways of sin
My life was never right in my mother's eyes
No matter how hard I ever try
all she seen was the dark side of me
she called me her black seed
I was only two when I started crying out
for those painful words to end
as I got older
the pains had grown stronger
I would get down on my knees
Please make the hurt stop
but they never did ,
I would cry deep in the night
asking why did my own mother
did not love me ;
why did my father leave me like this?
holding his big old mess
he just walked away without a word of goodbyes
their ware no words no words to ease my pains
every day this old pain has given me so much rain,
Poetic Lilly /Judy Emery (c)
Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 5:00 PM UTC
CUT DEEP
Tue, 08/02/2016 - 11:57 -- Poetic Judy Emery
There is a great deal of depression
in a life of pain ;
oh , how this body aches
I know no body truly knows me
But if they did would it meany anything ?
Dark Angel has overtaken me
my soul longs for the day he lets me go,
all he wants is full control over me
oh , how he cuts deep at my mind
just to see my heart bleed most of the time,
his words are like an old sad love song
that never stops playing
my mind is filed with deep thoughts
my heart feels its loss
the tears I cry is like a flood
that never ends deep within ,
I was too young to understand the ways of sin
My life was never right in my mother's eyes
No matter how hard I ever try
all she seen was the dark side of me
she called me her black seed
I was only two when I started crying out
for those painful words to end
as I got older
the pains had grown stronger
I would get down on my knees
Please make the hurt stop
but they never did ,
I would cry deep in the night
asking why did my own mother
did not love me ;
why did my father leave me like this?
holding his big old mess
he just walked away without a word of goodbyes
their ware no words no words to ease my pains
every day this old pain has given me so much rain,
Poetic Lilly /Judy Emery (c)
Darken Dreams
