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Pamela Penta Sep 2016
My blood feels like razors flowing thru my veins
Their sharpness cutting into my soul
Every breath breaks my bones
Threatening to pierce my heart
I beg for death, for the pain to stop
For the voices inside to ease
Screaming at the top of their lungs
To cut and let them bleed
The darkness gets darker
Creeping into each space
One day I'll look for her
And she'll be lost to all grace
The child inside that screams to die
Will be gone, without a trace

Sept 20, 2016
Pamela Penta Jun 2016
I long to lay with you in green fields of clover
watching the clouds form in the sky.
To laugh at a world that has forgotten why we are here...
To dance in the rain, and rejoice at a new day.
To stroll in the twilight while the stars and the moon begin to shine.
Life is short.
It is too short not to run and play and laugh and love.
Too short not to cherish every breath  
not to look at each new experience with wonder.
Life is beautiful.
It is sacred.
And to give it any less than all of who you are is a sin.
I want to wake up every morning in love.
In love with every moment, every experience I am given.
And to share it with you would make it complete.
To see the world in wonder through your eyes....
To watch you embrace the world and all you can be
would surely make my life full and whole.  
You are my gift, you are my love
and you are all that is beautiful  to me.

March 3, 2012
Pamela Penta Jun 2016
On the wings of angels fly
For your spirit never dies
You live and dance among the trees
In winters snow and summers breeze
You live in songs of robins nests
And babies laying on mothers breast
You live in autumns changing leaves
In all that God has made or sees
Your spirit lives within our hearts
Never will we truly part
Until the day we join with you
In evening rain and morning dew
For your spirit never dies
It grows wings, and learns to fly.

January 25, 2012
Pamela Penta Jun 2016
Anger and bitterness poison your soul
And prevent you from coming forth
I know there is a scared little boy
That doesn't know his worth
A "real man" delusion is what you live by
Yet pain is what you inflict
Never thinking of another's heart
Just ready and willing to convict
You do not have the capacity for love
If anger lives in your heart
Darkness and hatred grow nothing but weeds
That choke the life out of who you are
I've tried to reach the child inside
To let him know he's loved
But fault you find in all I do
And you push away my love
I know what I should do for me
I should run and never look back
For trying to heal a heart so cold
Requires more power that I lack
You have no desire to change who you are
And have a right to live as you choose
But I have a right to live in peace
And be loved the way I deserve

June 2, 2016

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