In The Still Of The Night

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In The Still Of The Night

In The Still Of The Night

In the still of the night I still hear the wind cry
upon the lonely sea the moon shines its beauty
on the ancient black sea
while the sun has faded into many dreams
my own weakness raised up deep within my soul
of something that happen long ago
on the road of painful memories
where the cuts that was made for me to bleed
like the old willow tree that leafing out
through the streets of the neighborhood
in my sadness, I could feel the open wounds
this old pain will always remain
I take one step at a time and breath
While his eyes stayed upon me
I cried but no one would ever hear my sight
But the world could see the pains in my eyes
But they never say a thing
while the old man tops his hat while the people
of this evil town walked on by
When the night shift to day
everything seems to be the same
this old pain remains
I know I could blow the whistle
and let the world know what was happening to me
But it would be a waste of time
because no one will ever believe me
He the one that was hurting me
Would whisper in my ear
My child, my dear, no one gives a care
So, take in the fear, because I will always be near
Dark Angel, is an evil man of the town
to describe what he looks like
would truly be hard for me to do
This sad loneliness has been going on for years
all my tears he treasures, and my pains he lives by
my fears he breath in, on the second floor 
from my bedroom, I would stand by my window
looking out while I push the heavy curtain
where my thoughts wasn't sustain
because of darken dreams
nothing is never what they seem
I could feel a cold wind coming in from somewhere
Behind me I could feel heavy breath behind me
Tired and weak is me
I’m so tired from running from he that haunts me
He gives me so many bad dreams
the failure of love is always with me
all my thoughts roll over another day
my nights are always long because of painful dreams
I always search for the words to write down
for the whole world to read about me 
in darken dreams, oh how this makes me scream
because of all the places I have seen
I never wanted to see are be in.

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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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