I try so hard to concentrate
On this life Darken Angel gave,
in a world of ancient pains,
where it always rain,
the old moon always cries in late June
drink up the beauty of the sea,
while the stars shine from a fare,
On the edge of the sea
is where I will find me in darken dreams,
I walk alone praying one day all this will end,
then I think why did it ever begin?

Judy Emery © 2017
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery