The Streets Of Paris

My thoughts are on the streets of Paris
Paris love is what it seems in darken dreams
Dark Angel running in the rain to take me down
My thoughts are on the streets of Paris 
Watching lovers get on with their lives 
Laugh, kiss and making dreams of an ever after 
Why I sit and write what ever came to my mind, 

I look out my window watching people 
why Dark Angel is watching my every move 
Reading my every thought making sure I stay true him 
So I start to write down my feelings , my needs 
Evil is all around me, 

Tears stream down my face why Dark Angel has a smile 
I ask him why do you smile when you see me in pain? 
He never say a word he kills my spirit in silence 
No one can see his mark what he has left in my heart 
Lonely angel like me happy and free will never be, 

I felt no murder in my mind I write out my words of all kinds 
Dark Angel went up to the staircase to see all my work
even my paintings I draw out feelings 
My words I put in writing no one can see the world like I do 
My world of sorrow and pain that Dark Angel gives, 

Blood is on the paper dark soul can be seen of lost dreams 
Full of ashes nothing that can grow of love in full moon 
Reflecting on my pale face Dark Angel cry's out Moonlight 
Is the name I give too you, 

Dark Angel
Why do you put your mind on worldly things? 
You must find away to change without making any noise
are giving pain but just as soon as those words came out of my mouth deep rain came of my pains that has no end 
I want my life back the way it was before I ever was taken down.


Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)