Midnight Cry's

Silent cry's in the night
Heard from a distance
Agony pierced deep within
Like a knife cut deep inside
Blood drips and falls to the ground
Life has no more meaning
Numb inside she walks to the mountain top
Looking over the cliff she breathes in the air
Falling, gently, sweetly down with arms open wide
The water splashes as she begins to drift slowly, downstream.
Trying not to feel, trying to forget
She's swimming, She's swimming to life.

By: Bernice Bowling

A Reapers Heart Break

Pain bleeds my blood-filled heart
Killing me slowly
Wanting me to die
Cry's of hell escape my lips
No one to listen
No one to care.
Dying a little with each cut to my hand
I cry, and I die
Sucking the life out of my own soul
Drained and empty
walking numb in the park
Crumble to the ground
Not able to move
Just crying and dying
Dying to what once was
Dying to gain it back again
Dying to be dead.

By: Bernice Bowling

Obsession

Obsession

Cuddled and warm
Is my love for you
safe and unkept 
I wait patiently
for one drop of you
to touch my tongue
I cry awake at night
longing wanting, wanting you
I pine for you
I yearn for your touch
My loins call for you in the midnight hour
each night I see your face
Think of touching those sweet lips
The way your hair lays in waves
surrounding your face
embracing my heart
Your voice how it sounds
in my ears
The tone you speak in
The look in your eye
drives me wild
Passion burns my loins.
when I think of you,
I want to fuck
You touch me, me touching you
Scream for me
Scream for me now
How I want you in my bed
in my mind
in my body
in my soul,
in my life
uncontrollable wild passion
that cannot be tamed
consumed by you
not able to think or sleep
with only thoughts of you to keep me company
I live for you. I die for you
I breathe for you
I moan for you
You are
My Obsession

By: Bernice Bowling.

Engulfed in Nightfall

Darkness arises, spreading evil like a veil. She walks in darkness laughing.
She is not at home here. She used to be, but now it's just an evil place.
Hope lives here no longer. It escaped through an open window in the night air.

Smell the excitement, death awaits. Run to the song
Run to its embrace. Dance in the midnight hour
Let it go. Move to sway of the music
entrance yourself

Live no longer under its a spell, but your own.
Hear the sound of the demons?
Their calling, calling your name
listen to them

The sound is sweet
They know you here
They want you to come back home

Home where night never ends
home where shadows live
home where you belong
You belong in the darkness

By: Bernice Bowling

Counting your blessings when you're feeling down

Count your blessings when you're feeling down, no matter how big or small count them. Develop a grateful heart and Thank God for your blessings. This will help get you through those hard times. The list below is a list of mine

1. My son, Without him I am sure I would have killed myself a long time ago. He's my best friend. We talk about everything. There's nothing we can't talk about. I started when he was a baby having conversations with him about whatever was troubling me and getting him to do the same. I wanted him to feel like he could talk to me about anything when he got older and now he does and we are close. 

2. Jesus, for without God's son I would go to hell

3. My small family, though they are small they're good people and they love me

4. my friends who are there for me, both near and far away

5. Dogs because even though I don't have one they still make me smile

6. warm blankets to keep me warm when I am cold

7. a fan to keep me cool when I am hot

8. Food to eat

9. clothes to wear

10. Things to help keep my teeth clean with

11. Soap and water

12. Electricity

13. The Bible

14. Youtube 

15. The internet

16. My tv-shows

17. Nerds not the candy well yeah the candy too haha

18. books

19. Being overweight, yes I am thankful for that. It helps protect me and keep me safe

20. Our home, it's where I grew up

21. Mommy and papaw and daddy the people who raised me

22. Socks

23. Holidays, they bring joy

24. the things I collect

25. My hair

26. Variety and people's differences. I love diversity

27. I am thankful for myself. I like me. Is that hard to believe? Why do I like myself?

I try to be kind and good

I can sew and paint and even write

I have a good sense of humor

I have the most amazing son in the universe

I am not an idiot

I don't drink or do drugs