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Samantha Hill Poem
Taking your hand in mine
I let you guide me through the night
When the morning comes .. will your hand still be in mine?
I dont want to turn back the hands of time
I only want to do whatever feels right
Make you smile forever
Thats my eternal endeavor
Doing whatever we feel like..
Dancing in the moonlight
Never losing sight of what we have inside ..
Doing whatever we feel like..
Holding each other tight
Kissing . .
Holding ..
Caressing you ..
Thats all I want to do
Standing in your warm embrace
My heart starts to pound in my ears
Yet you always ease my fears
Cause you and I ..
We are doing whatever we feel like ..
Copyright © Samantha Hill | Year Posted 2006
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A million times Ive closed my eyes
And wished that I could turn back the hands of time
I still hear the anger,resentment and the hurt in your voice
Wishing that I had made another choice
All along I knew what pain it would cause
In my blind arrogant way, I now see my flaws
Did I have no shame?
I have no one to blame
I look in the mirror and I hate who I see
Who in the hell is this woman looking back at me?
I decided that it was time for a change
Im getting back to who I am inside
To that person that you held so dear
Pure of heart,trustworthy and loving
I am going to be that person..
Not for YOU,but for ME
Inside my loneliness was killing me
But today I can stand on my own
Because that shame that I was carrying..
I have let go..
Soul searching ..
Reaching ..
Discovering . .
ME
Copyright © Samantha Hill | Year Posted 2006
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This pain, for so many years,
Left me in a state impossible to shed tears.
Inside, I cried.
Within, were strings in my heart, tightly they were tied.
You could throw me, you could beat me,
You could whip me in a circle of your greed,
I could sit, wait and bleed.
My deterioration was your elation.
It's this wretched place,
It's got me crazed one way and you in many others,
For you, your heart fluttered.
For me, my mind went to the gutter.
If I could be blessed by your death,
You'd get my blessings by my last breath.
But on this day of gloom
Inside the black roses always bloom.
You love it when I abide to what you wanted,
If I resigned like a dog I'd be hunted.
Although alone I was always treated like a dog
and alone I licked my wounds
in the distance you laughed like a fool
but I could care less
nail me to the wall with you and your tools
I'd enjoy that foolish look on your face
Hell, I'd look you in the eyes and you'd question me being out of place
You could throw me, you could beat me,
You could whip me in a circle of your greed,
I could sit, wait and bleed.
My deterioration was your elation.
As these days pass soon I will disappear without a trace
And all I could hope for is never again see your face.
All I ask if my prayer is granted
that seeing your heart stop is surely a great deal of magnificence
Let alone the thought of your absence
I'd be glad to bless my own prayer one way or another
When I strike you you'd utter a small word
a yell of plea
but let's be glad in the end we'll both be set free.
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sitting alone inside your box..
where all your pain and disillusionment rots
breaking free of the intense emotions
gasping..
choking..
deep inside this ocean
struggling. .
fighting..
becoming a desperate soul. . .
eyes now dark as coal..
So very empty and cold..
complacent in life..
revelling in everyday strife..
your pain,I'll devour..
evil, twisted, haunting...
soured..
forever in this wasteland
we call life......
Copyright © Samantha Hill | Year Posted 2006
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looking into your eyes i can see paradise
i need you to take my advice
leave all the anger..tension behind
if you dont it will leave you blind
and destroy our entire lives
look hard enough and you will find
all the securities and warmth inside
so take my hand and let me guide the way
let me teach you how to play
lets explore the depths of our dreams
and acknowledge that nothing is the way that it seems
that we must make our dreams a reality...
Copyright © Samantha Hill | Year Posted 2006
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I often sit and wonder the same thoughts..
Knowing that this was not the way I was taught..
Neglectin' those that matter the most..
But I play a constant host..
To these mistakes ..
That I constantly make..
I shoulda been takin' care of home...
Instead of leavin' you alone..
Its really been weighin' on me ..
Judgements preconceived . .
Then I realized my name is always comin outta your mouth..
Im just gonna let it all out...
Im sick and tired of all of these lies..
You and I have no real ties...
So if youre feelin' stressed in your chest..
Just give it a rest ..
Im not tryin' to hear it ..
Ish was crazy this I freely admit . .
Who woulda thought. .
That Id be the one havin' a change of heart . .
There was a time that I blamed myself for every wrong..
Now everythin' is clear since youve been gone . .
You couldnt run your game on me . .
Cuz I was to wise to see . .
Just what you were tryin' to do to me..
Copyright © Samantha Hill | Year Posted 2006
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