Lies

Lies
By: Pamela L. Wiley
March 28, 2011


Lies, all I hear are lies,
Playing in the sandbox,
Hiding in lockers,
Laughing in the corner.

Lies, they fill you up with hate,
Gives you room to make all the mistakes,
Makes your heart ache with anger,
Kills all the joy inside.

Lies, there's no need to hide,
You fuel the darkness and then bring forth the light.

A Rev's Poem

A reverends poem
By: Pamela L. Wiley
February 4, 2011

Hell!
Hath no fury like a woman scorned,
Hell, hath no happiness in the heart of evil,
It is the pit of fire,
The walk of shame,
The endless, painful suffering we bring to ourselves.


Heaven!
A home of the free hearted,
Heaven, hath no time for the wrong doers,
It is a place of happiness,
A place where you fell no pain,
A place of light.


Great is he,
Who walks among us,
Who gave his life
On the cross of sin.

Phone Messages!

Thursday, Dec 16

Exams the plague that spreads, that slowly eats away at my sanity, kills my spirit and haunts my dreams though I do not sleep.

White, Green, Yellow, Red these are the colors I most dread for they share happiness at this time of year.

Him, he who haunts my dreams, who cuts open my soul eating away at my happiness, he who murders my childhood, he who has taken away everything.

Snow I should be happy but the snow does not make my heart sing with childhood joy and happiness but leaves me with sadness because I am a failure.

An Excerpt From my fan fiction "My Heart Before the Pack"

... I opened my door and started walking along the beach. There was a nice breeze and the cold wind helped calm me down. All of a sudden I felt this sharp numbing pain in my stomach. I never felt anything more painful in my entire life. I thought maybe I can walk it off but every move I made, made the pain worse. I leaned against a few rocks to help keep my balance. I ended up in the woods a few feet from the beach. I couldn't’t take the pain anymore and finally collapsed on the forest floor. My body was shaking and the pain became too much to handle. I felt like I was going to die, I asked to die just to make the pain go away. But then I heard a deep voice telling me to hold on that I was going to be okay. I looked around but no one was there. That one voice turned too many. ...

Love Life Happiness

Love
the feeling of happiness
a long life drug.

Life
drunk with unconstant happiness
and full of rich love.

Happiness
a life goal that can't be reached
but some how fills us with love.

Pamela

P panic

A angel

M misfit

E excited

L lost

A anxious

Blah!

From beginning to end
we fall to the earth
as it shakes and moans in agony.

Thursday October 28, 2010
10:58am