Darkest greetings.
My name is Lacey.
But you may call me Lillith.
I am a real vampire,I feed from mainly blood.
But at times i do feed from energy.
I do not wish to be someone else.
I dress and speak as i feel,I show who iam.
I do not want to be like everyone else.
Everyone is unique,But it is up to you
to show it,Dont be afraid of the unknown.
I am a quiet person,I enjoy my time alone.
Strolls in local cemertaries,or by the lakes.
I love to dance in the rain,and feel free.
Let my sould go back to the earth.
We are not young nor old.
We live and continue to live.
Death is not a enemy,but a friend.
The smell of a rose and taste of wine,
something i will never forget to this day.
Beauty in the rarest forms,that is true.
Let life take you upon its wings
Enjoy and hate life,Live to the fullest.
I was to be married in january 09'
but my love became abusive to me
and wished to keep me from anyone
and anything,He at one time tried
to strangle me and smother me,I still
love him,for true love never dies.
I only wish him the best,although
he has given me much pain,I bless
all out there who have found a kind
and truly loveing person,For true,loyal
unselfish love is rare nowadays.
trait snapshot:
messy, tough, disorganized, fearless, not rule conscious, likes the unknown, worries too much, rash, attracted to the counter culture, rarely irritated, positive, resilient, abstract, not a perfectionist, risk taker, strange, weird, self reliant, leisurely, dangerous, anti-authority, trusting, optimistic, positive, thrill seeker, likes bizarre things, sarcastic.
Listen To The Wind What Do You Hear?
A Voice Calling To You,From The Endless Voids
Of Your mind,Reach Out Your Hand And Take
Hold Of The Dream,Something Unknown
And Untouched By Fate,Love me Now,
Hate Me Later,Let The Wind Alter Your Thoughts,
Listen Close And Close Thoes Eyes To The Sound
Of Your Heart Beating Alive,Let It All Go And Breath
In Deep.......
Alive and yet still
under a vail
mystery unknown
A touch of grace?
Or a feeling of insanity?
Words mingled into
thoughts,emotions into
heart.
trace his footsteps
in the sand,follow
his voice in the mist
of far off lands
Unknown to us all?
or unoticed?
Laying thoughts to rest
and emotions to wander
so tell me this,
is beauty not insaity?
