I DREAM MY DREAMS

I DREAM MY DREAMS

 

My days or gloomy gray

my nights are long in pains

when I sleep,

I do weep

as I dream my dreams,

 

I toss and I turn,

while I cry the tears of all times,

Dark Angel is coming near

casting on more fears

his strong deep voice

calling out my name,

 

Moonlight come to me

take my hands and walk with me

his words are hurtful

that cuts deep within your soul,

 

marked the heart bleed out

and the body feels so much pains

pains I had never felt before

no matter how I plied or cry

Dark Angel will always be next to me.

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 1985

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Ruearray

Pain gets better with time. Slowly, then faster.

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