I sit in silence
like a mindless puppet
this is what I had become
my strings are torn
my spirit is broken
along with my wings
abused is the life I am in
creaky bones
but his bones
are creaked even more than mine
Dark Angel loves to fight
all the time
he loves to tell me what to do
but I tell him what I will do
if he isn't careful
My eyesight has gone bad at times
when he gives me a black eye
The yell,
the blaming
the hitting
I couldn't take any more
I had to even the score
He is cutting at my soul
he just won't let me go
his old voice makes me sick
his words play over and over in my head
but I bet mine is stronger than his
I bet he wishes it would end
his old eyes had never faded from mine
my body fading fast
I'm starting to get as mean as he
The chance is turning
wrong to right
Wars-a-waging,
old man's guilt is craving
Love and dreams
now makes me scream
In books, others will read
all about Dark Angel and Me
I look in the shadows of darkness
what do I see
looking back at me
Dark Angel  lurk about
He whispered to me
I would like to sit with you
so don't be mean
so we sit along time in silence
with so much pain
holding so many regrets
There is darkness in the air
of unhappiness
It was like an autumn sharpening in the air
the shadow of time
shone beneath the sea in darken dreams
My mind race
my body and soul wanting to let go
That reawaken pain starts all over again
out among the unknown.

Judy Emery © 1981
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery