Cold grey walls; 
color ancient floor
big wooden doors
spots of mold 
all over the window pan, 
with blood stain words 
in dull faded purple, 
words I didn't understand
while my body growing weaker
while my spirit sinks deeper.
while true love washed away 
just to leave me in all this pain, 
The rain comes down in colored
pearl pit purple; 
when the rain falls
it sounds like heavy thunder
on the sea rocks by the docks, 
hollow memories; 
started making its way back to me, 
like I have been lost into darken dreams, 
I see the eyes of the sea; 
doomed as they could be
looking back at me, 
I see blood dripping down the walls
pain crawling all over me
But I couldn't scream; 
Dark Angel shut my heart, 
Then he hands me a looking glass
Of a deep darken past; 
I started to unfold 
while the pains cut me more
I started falling on the panted floor
near that old wooden door, 
while Dark Angel, calls out my name, 
Come, Moonlight take my hand
and I will be your King.

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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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