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WiltingMoon Mar 2016
Must have been such a sight, for the eyes of those who wonder the world between me and a new life.
I have suffered so much, but at the same time so little.
I have witnessed death, to love and life, from hate.
Everyday I think about the world that may or may not be real, where a soul can walk. But everyday I never find out.
I am still here, walking this world with no path to follow.

I'm lost, but I still walk...
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
Slumped against the wall
Can in one hand
Pills in another
Slowly vanishing
Time fly's by
I never move
Slide of pills now gone
5 cans litter the floor
Head finally feeling empty
No thoughts in sight
I'm starting to feel sleepy
My eyes becoming heavy
'Not so fast.....
I'm back again...'
Mind now a storm of hate
Eyes held up by the black shadow
Stopping me from freedom
Collect my keys
And my bag
I guess death can wait till after school....
**Again...
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
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WiltingMoon Mar 2016
I'm hanging from the fan
Chair tossed over at me feet
I really found joy in this final ****
The feeling of my own breath
Leave for good
Taking all harm I could ever cast upon you
Yes it was really rather beautiful
As I stand in as a ghostly figure
Looking across the cold dim room
To my life less body
The fear forever stained down my checks
The hatred no longer healing on my skin
The terror from dying
the last thing to see through my dead eyes
Yes it was amazing to die
And take all my kindness
Support
Love
Hope
Dreams
I only ever offered to the world leave with me
Yes...

I'm so glad you told me to **** myself...
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
I can feel it
The pain bottled inside
Laugh in my heart
As I try and hide
It's not leaving
It's way to deep
'I think it's time
You learn your keep'
They whisper day and night
I clench my pillows
Trying to dream
Of freedom willows
Another time
Another day
They say it again
No other way
'Learn your keep'
What a thing to think
As I sit a my desk
Writing it down in ink
The pain no longer felt
Because I've found my keep
As I hang from a rope
And my eyes no longer weep
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
War
We all fight a war...

But just because we fight it...
Dose not mean we started it...

Or can not end it...
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
Dancing tree
In the midnight sky
Swaying it's branches
To the beat of the moons cries

Dancing tree
Among the million star's
Jumping to each and every one
Wishing it could leap that far

Dancing tree
Singing as one with the sea
With whimsical notes
Begging to be free

Dancing tree
In the grass where I lay
Watching its beauty
All through the night till day

Dancing tree
Silently sits for forever
Because for its dream of freedom
Is something that can be broken?

**...Never
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