MyLady64's blog: "Darknesss"

Bleeding In The Darkness The Darkness within her Soul,It takes over and runs through her with it's control. Takes over her every emotion, Numbs her heart's deepest devotion. The darkness comes to her as she sleeps, Brings to life inside why her heart weeps. Her memories come alive within her dreams, As her heart relives her abusive screams. The pain she felt from each kick he's gave, To the scars she is now their slave. He didn't realize what he did,The pain runs deep within her soul while from others she keeps it hid. To look upon her beauty you would never see,How her heart bleeds continously. She remembers the noose clinging to her neck so tight, Hanging from the wall as her body gets limp and the sun turns into night. She felt no more would her heart beat she would die, When you glance upon her loveliness it's like watching an angel fly. Written By Wilma S. Hill copyright© October 15,2006

The Angel In Her Darkness He was the spirit that waited for the beauty of her essence, Within his soul could feel her presence. His hair dark as midnight, She could smell his passion as he walked into her sight. He was the fantasy in her mind, The pleasure he gave nowhere else could she find. He was her angel that fell from heaven above, He had the key to unlock her heart to love. His fingers gently ran through her flaming hair, As his lips sweetly promise she's his maiden so fair. She was a vampire born within the night, He was her angel born within the light. They lay upon the sand gazing into the night sky, She knew when dawn arose she would have to say goodbye. Written By: Wilma S. Hill copyright© October 17,2006

In My Dreams I feel this neverending pain,My tears are hidden in the rain. In my dreams... My heart is torn,It's been that way since I was born. In my dreams... I feel your rage within my soul, Within my heart the emptiness leaves this deep darkness out of control. In my dreams... I feel the longing to be free, To have peace within me. In my dreams... You are always there, To remind me how much you truly never cared. In my dreams... my nightmare comes alive, Will this heart of mine survive? In my dreams... My eyes close and I fall to sleep, Never to wake never to weep. In my dreams... I can feel my last dying breath, For there I find peace in death. Written By: Wilma S. Hill copyright©2006

To Know Me To know me ... Is to know the darkness within this heart. To Know me... Is to feel the pain that lingers within my soul. To know me... Is to feel the fear I fight it all the time,but it never does disappear. To know me... Is to know the demon within that will not die,the part of my soul he hides so I can not cry. To know me... Is to feel the saddness that is buried so deep, The place my tears fill but never weep. To know me... Is to embrace the pain that a broken love can bring,To be unloved like me an angel with one wing. To know me... Is to see the darkness that is there, from all the years of abuse knowing that for you noone truely cares. To know me... Is to know death because It's the last of my soul's breath. To know me.... Is to let me go and see as my spirit will fly, It is to depart from my heart and finally say good-bye. Written By:Wilma Hill copyright©2006