SITTING IN SILENCE
sitting in silence
A mindless puppet I become
My strings are torn my soul abused
The creaky bones why he tells me what to do
My eyesight gone bad
The yell , blaming the hitting,
Cutting at my soul fast
The words that will never fad
But my body fading fast
The chance to turn wrong to right
Have fun with that
Wars-a-waging, old mans guilt,
the worlds now on more then just a tilt
Love and dreams are only in dreams
In books that are not true
bloody thoughts, fear and lost hopes
And dreams
I look in the shadows Dark Angel lurk
He whispered to me your my puppet on a string
We sit along time in silence with so much pain
And regrets
There are darkness in the air of unhappiness
It was like an autumn slack sharpening in the air
It shadow shone beneath the black as if the
Sun were gone like a sad love song
My mind race my body and soul wanting to let go
The reawaken pain starts all over again
Lilly/ Judy Emery (C)
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