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WiltingMoon Feb 2016
Smell of rain so sweet
Musician drops fall on leaves
At peace with the sky
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
One
Two
Three
Four

One
Two
Three
Four

Breathe in
Breathe out

Think about a happy place
Don't think about the gun at your head...

In...
Out...

Swinging on a rope,
Suns rays licking your face.
Brown hair raging in the blue sky,
Smile on red velvet lips.

Red...
Blood!!...
The guns at your head!
Your going to die...

No!
Happy thoughts

In...
Out...

In the water,
Cooling your core.
The clouds within no sight,
The water hugging you.

Water...
He drowned my friends!!..
And a guns at your head...
Your going to die...

Happy thoughts...
Happy thoughts...

In...
Out...

Your mum
Your dad
Your sister
And friends

There all dead!!
He killed them all...
There's a gun at your head...
So open your eyes...




**BANG...
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
I am friends with the Midnight Man
Yes I am friends with he
He holds me tight
When the moon is lost in the dark of him
And soothe my pain with petty lies of death

I am friends with the Midnight Man
But I never asked for he
He chocks my throat
When I wish to the sandman of dreams
And punishes me with truth reaking of death

I am friends with the Midnight Man
Yes...
I'm compelled to be friends with he...
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
Find the sun
In the moon above
Use the light
To out shine your monsters
Don't sit in the dark
Of the nightmarish night
Sleep with the glow next to you
Let it be your bodyguard
Of all things evil
That are killed
From the sun in the moon
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
Golden flower in her hand
Like snow on a winters day
Her lips are pail
Her cheeks dim
But her hair the same
An oceans wave of god sculpted silk
Her dress is perfect
I wish she could see herself twirl in it
Her button nose still cuter then ever
And her nails just as they always are
Painted with a midnight blue
Matching her captivating eyes
Oh how I wish to see them sparkle once more
Under the light of the stars
I wish to just see her radiate with beauty one last time
Before I seal her casket
And say my very final goodbye...
  Feb 2016 WiltingMoon
the dead bird
dont ever stop.
do it, when you're bored,
when you're sad,
lonely,
or *****
don't stop.

save all of them.
keep it somewhere
safe
when you grow
a bit more
you can look at them
and watch
how your writing matured
as you did
too.

this world *****.
like, 95% of the time.
know you are beautiful.
know that there are
hundreds of people out there
who would worship the ground you walk on
so if
someone tells you different
know it is just their opinion
one
out of
billions of others.

know that if you suffer,
you are not alone.
but,
just as importantly,
know your suffering is unique
and just as important
as anyone else's.

put yourself before others
but consider others
while doing so
if you are jealous,
understand
that it is admiration
and as much as that person
may be everything you wish you were
they are not you.

you
are also me
I wish I had someone to tell me
when I was younger
that life is really ******
a lot of the time.
but that there are things
that make the shittiness
worthwhile.
feed your passion.
don't let anyone tell you
you can't do something.
because you
can
at least
try.

your thoughts
matter.
your opinions
matter.
you
matter.
if someone tries
to belittle them
because of your lack
of life experience
let it
inspire you
to prove them wrong.

be yourself
share yourself
with those that deserve it
blow
the seeds of who you are
into everyone you meet
they will grow
watch them grow

you
matter
because you change
every person you meet.
you are an important piece
to the puzzle of life
and one day
you will find a place
that you belong
with other pieces
who fit your edges
perfectly
and who stay close
and comfort you
and who recognize
and appreciate
the beauty
of who you are
like I do.
more in my effort to write about other things besides lust and depression. Things I wish somebody had told me. idk. Literal *****
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