BRUISED MY SOUL
Bruised My Soul / Dark Angel
I take morning walk of you in my heart
That bruised my soul of long ago ,
I watch the bluest skies turn to darkest nights
The cries that are in the rushing winds ,
He is back again .
Dark Angel pinking over around the trees
Watching over me ,
The silence of the birds that hum with time ,
The moon forgotten to shine why I feel i'm
About to lose my mind ,
In front of my house I see Dark Angel standing
Watching my every move , every words I am
About to say ,
His eyes are so deep , he scares me deep within me ,
The energy of his anger is something of danger ,
Inside my mind he is playing games another time ,
He is looking over my shoulders I am speechless .
Why my mind is wondering what he is going to do
Next .I stop and breathe within alone inside my thoughts
He starts to talk , Were have you been ?
I see the day shining back in your eyes with life ,
Salvation at it's highest.
What have you done ? he cried out in the cold dark of
His lost heart . I just looked away and then he garbed
My face , and breath in all my grace of faith ,
Expressing hate of my faith .
I became motionless again within , delicate and fashionable
Draped with the intelligent of night .
He lays me down on the grown touching every part of me ,
Lusting over me , Saying why did you leave me ,
As my eyes rolled back with the night cries in the air ,
Why he plays with my hear , looking me deep in my soul
Telling me to never let go .
That I am the love of his cold soul and there is no other he
Wants to take control of , I am his dark love .
He draped his cold body over me and gave me the moonlight
That is in his eyes , and his deadness in me once again .
Latin words coming out of his darken soul with out control .
Speechless promises that he will never keep .
Hollow ground is where promises will never be found ,
Neglected another time around , gloom hollow of a cold life .
Lilly Emery (C)
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