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The tears are rolling with the years
Oh, how I been holding all this fear
I feel so empty deep within my soul
helpless with no place to go
I know there's no need for me to hide
what I'm feeling in side
my heart is doing it's best 
but my body is tired 
my mind is always thinking about the pains
I have been marked up for life
my hands are cold
walking alone with no place to call home
at midnight I cry where mt tears fall hard
I give out my heart to God
then I try to forget about the mess I lived in
the day's became weak, and the weak became years
holding on to all those fears bring down tears
Today I am a poet
tomorrow I will be a better one
I will write what my heart bleeds
just for the world to read about me
I know I am a beautiful white woman
but deep down in my soul
I know I am broken from long ago
I have been cut very deep in my heart
my mind remembers the scene 
whe my screams woke up the town
but re I was beaten down 
no one cared  whether I died or not
Oh, how that killed my spirit
the night brought on strong rains
while the town gave me blame and shame
But I kept on looking for the light in my life
where swift words played over and over in my mind
secrets are like ancient music
they are slow to the tongue 
that can rich the heart 
that can make the spirit fly on high
or keep it broken, words have been written in stone
where life keeps moving along 
I know I must stay strong in a world so dark
I a'm a white woman holding on
while my dreams for a good life 
has been ripped apart right out of my heart
I was left out to bleed
this anyone could see
My tears do fall like the rain 
But I gave no one the blame .

Poetic Judy Emery 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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