OBSESSION Of DARK ANGEL

 

Dark Angel wings that will never fly,
Dark Angel ripped and torn

my heart out from me, 
he even broken my wings,

 ''Wiggling and whimpering'', 
of a pain I will never forget,  
Obsession in his eyes over me

with so much jealousy,

his darken soul filled with scorn,

covered with hated tears, 
Dark Angel is afraid to let anyone near, 
painted fears are what I bared

in my mind over time, 
he pains that sears with words doubts,

he touched my body

then started touching my hair

with a touch of lust, 
with deep words of hurt,
Obsession of bloody screams

are like a wounded animal, 

He read my dreams for freedom, 
something he could never see

what it is he truly is looking for,

he loves working on my mind

play around with my heart

my body he loves so much,

He gives me no choice to live or die,
he takes my name and call me

and changed it to ‘’Blue Moon’’

the he changed it again to ‘’Moonlight,’’

He looked deep within my eyes

with fierce of anger,
Dark Angel broken my wings,

just to hear me scream, 
then he would say,

I will never let you fly away,

He surrounds me and puts me

In a dark cold room,

with heavy chains on me,
in this upper room

in ''Paris ‘‘at the old convent building,

Were lies are being told

by a priest of a ghost,

miss leading the way

giving out his voice to a darken world,

that no one cares to see or hear,

Dark Angel covers me in shame

of his own darken lust,

In the dark he feasts on my insecurity, 
His obsession is what broken him down,
my wings are torn

My spirit is broken,

I feel so shredded and abuse,

My eternal darkness is with he

this is where I'm headed,
No love will ever find me, 
I'm trapped in the hands of Dark Angel, 
He feeds off my fears,

Dark Angel tells me,

I must obey all his commands, 
because I have no love of my own, 
You belong to me,

you can't understand

how much you mean to me,

I now became Dark Angels little toy,
I have something to say my dear,

Come, come near,

I want your all, give me your heart,

I want your body mind and spirit,

I looked at him with a smirk on my face, 
telling him it will never happen,

But only in his dreams.

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 1989