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Jan 2016 · 452
The Last Dance
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
1, 2, 3...
1, 2, 3...
We dance around the room
Our feet speaks with the music
My hands in yours
Stop a second
You twirl me now
Then catch me safely
I listen to no sound
The room now empty
But you and me
Twirls me again
So you can see
With each step we make
Each breath we take
Is to the music
1, 2, 3...
1, 2, 3...*
Now we take our bow
For this was your last dance
As it was my last as well
Jan 2016 · 641
Drown You Love
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
I drown your love dead, with the only spirits left with me.
Making me feel numb, making me feel free.
All night long, with my bottle of new hope.
Helps me sleep, cleans better then soap.
Now washed of your reacking love, finally feel alive.
It took one night to forget a bit, but a life time still awaiting for me to survive.
Jan 2016 · 380
The Coded Last Words
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Tell... Sell... Hell...

Life... My... Is...

Thanks... Soul... Real...
Jan 2016 · 295
He's Here... (10w)
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Small...
       ...Move
Loud...
      ...Bang
Drug...
       ...Filled
Eyes...
       ...Wide
Deaths...*
      ...Here
Jan 2016 · 322
My love...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Breaths ink,

And Lives on paper...
Jan 2016 · 375
The Book
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
My love

My life

My only release

From the knife


My smile

My hope

My only distraction

From the rope


My breath

My light

My only friend

In the dead of night


Your page

Your ink

The only thing

That makes me think
Jan 2016 · 445
War
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
War
Must we fight?

When the world is at war?...
Jan 2016 · 256
Truth in your eyes
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Moons rays
Ripple on your
Face.

Amplifying
Your sweat
Grace.

The mist,
From the midnight
Rain.

Showing me
You have everything
To gain.

But the
Twinkle behind
Your eyes.

Screaming for
Me to catch
Your lies.
Jan 2016 · 18.0k
The meeting (10w)
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
'May I have this dance?'


And that's how we met...
Jan 2016 · 492
The Gong
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
A silent gong
Of all things wrong

Echo's through my empty eyes
Pushing out pain filled cries

The silent only defeating me
From all hope of me to be
Jan 2016 · 692
The Death Filled Park
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Song of hope
Old frayed rope
Blade of pain
With rusty gain
Light of dark
Death filled park
Tear tonight
My final fight
Stone with name
My only fame
Bed of wood
There was no good
Deep under ground
No more sound
My soul forever lost
But I paid the cost
Jan 2016 · 410
The last day
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Talons on neck
Gun on mind
Rope my friend
Lifes not kind

Pills now seeded
Alcohol heavy rain
Words are lost
I feel no pain

Bed of glass
Clothes of heat
Hand on knife
Once more repeat

Pen to paper
Thoughts now ink
Smile now fayded
I no longer think
Jan 2016 · 301
life?
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Its all a game that we are all to lose.
Jan 2016 · 438
Blood...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Blood.
Its stains the ground.
With a devils sign.
It has no need for a specified shape.
For the evil to be seen.
Just the splatter,
The pool,
The staining drop.
Of its sickling Scarlett hue.
It paints an un-washable picture.
On all colors that shine bright.
That is why the chilling color of black.
Is what I chose.
No evil can be seen,
When contrasted together.
Black is an invincible shade.
To to the devils touch.
For seen as blood.
Jan 2016 · 761
Free
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
My head is now feeling light,
And I am slowing going to sleep in the night.

The deed is done,
I know I have not won.

My eye lids are closing so slow,
Capturing the last of life's show.

I am starting to feel free,
Accepting what is to be.

I will go with a smile,
And watch over you for a while.

Love for all,
As I take my last fall.
Jan 2016 · 361
It Burns
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
A fire
Burns,
Within your eyes.
With ash that
Falls,
Along with your
Cries.
Jan 2016 · 1.1k
Time does not exist...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Time does not exist...
Time is a blinding mist...
It's a lie that we all follow...
Forever asking for time to borrow...
We are to always live in today...
Never to have our say...
With a tomorrow that never shows...
As the wind of yesterday blows...
Time is a guideline for everything...
For how long our life can sing...
So time does not exist...
Its nothing a face on your wrist...
Jan 2016 · 708
I Fear...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Some fear pain,
Other what's to gain.
Some fear words,
And many just birds.
Some fear many things,
Others the commitment of a ring.
But I fear 'nothing',
And the feeling for longing.
I fear that I will give in,
I fear that I will mark skin.
I fear what I think in day,
I fear what I might soon say.
I fear the chilling dark,
I fear its staining mark.
I fear that to me, I'll never be kind.
I fear the one thing...
That is my mind...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Sadly you never got to say,
Always.
At the age of,
80.
Reading in your favorite chair,
Surrounded by your family.
But with the time you had,
Was more then plenty.
To make place in the heart,
Of young, old,
And future people.
Who's live you touched.

Your doe can now be free,
Always.
Your heart will be loved,
Always.
And you, Alan Richman will be missed,
Always.
Jan 2016 · 366
Still here.
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Here another day
What more could I say...
Jan 2016 · 4.4k
My Winter Ambitions
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Silently wind blows away the pain,
With moon rays showering down something to gain.
The slightest twinkle in the first star,
Sparking a flame that will help go far.
The chill from the dark blue night,
Embedding me with a will to fight.
The mist from the clouds above me,
Amplifying the hope to see.
Jan 2016 · 776
Cristal Rain.
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
The rain
Drowned out
The world.

And helped
Her see
What was
Important to
Her...
Jan 2016 · 717
Her.
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
She was
But a velvet
Petal,
In a
Sea of
Fire.
Jan 2016 · 462
Everywhere...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Death was yesterday,
Death is today,
And death shall be tomorrow.

Every second,
He lurks behind the time.
He hides in the shadow of our prime.

Every smile,
He waits in the frown.
He knows you won't always wear the crown.

Death is everywhere.
He is in you,
He is in me.
He is in the stars we see.

Death is everywhere...
Jan 2016 · 3.5k
Beautiful face
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Wipe the tear from you ivory face,
And take your mind to a better place.
Hush those cries to hell deep down,
And turn those cherry lips around from that frown.
Open you emerald eyes nice and wide,
Because I promise you'll never have to hide.
Jan 2016 · 1.3k
A demon's smile
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
His eyes were full of
******
And his smile showed false
Hope

And yet I still
Fell for it
Jan 2016 · 393
I feel more for you...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
What have you done to me??
All I think about,
Is you...
Jan 2016 · 1.5k
Lonely tree
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Lonely tree upon the hill,
Oh how I wish I was with you still.
Laying in your shadow of hope,
Where a swing is the only use for rope.
And when your leaves rub together,
They make a sound mimicking forever.
Alone at your stump,
Feeling my heart pump.
Oh lonely tree,
You make me feel free
Jan 2016 · 652
Shadow
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
A shadow always follows you, just like your past.
Jan 2016 · 262
Without you
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
I let go of your hand,
And opened my eyes...
Jan 2016 · 606
Is it?...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Is it too late to refund...
My life?...
Jan 2016 · 3.7k
Sleepy moon
WiltingMoon Jan 2016

Sleepy moon,
Can I see you soon?
Can I watch your rays of light,
Fall upon me tonight?
Can I feel your soft dust,
Of peaceful sleeping lust?
Oh sleepy moon,
Can I see you soon?
Jan 2016 · 420
The end
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Red and white
Head feeling lite
Sweetness of tear
Showing all fear
Scream so silent
Making it violent
Metal to skin
Will never win
Pill to lips
Scars on hips
Hands hold rope
Strangling last hope
Sleep long forgotten
Thoughts so rotten
Food like poison
Trap like prison
Life crumble away
Sanity won't stay
Ghostly last breath
Now welcomes death
Jan 2016 · 1.1k
'Good' night...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Goodnight
In the not so much
'Good' night...
Jan 2016 · 489
Your words...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
I remember you saying,
You couldn't think of the words to say.
That you weren't sure if the time would come again,
You were scared the window would close.
I told you, to keep trying.
That as long as you want to say something,
I will always be ready to listen.
I kept saying it was OK,
That the time will one day come.
But I knew what you wanted to say,
And I wanted to say it too.
Jan 2016 · 650
Camp fire of love
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Dancing aroung the camp fire.
Listing to the sound of the world

Spinning around and around.
Just to fall to the ground.

Laugh on the grass that is cold.
But you keep me warm, making you gold.

We tell stories about love and loss.
And talk about how we don't give a toss.

I turn my head so I see your eyes.
And see the inner depth of your souls lies.

You tell me you wish you could freeze time.
That for it to go on it would be a crime.

Then you place your hand on my cheek.
Making my knees feel weak.

I place my hands against your chest.
Knowing this is the only place I can rest.

We lean in together.
Wanting each other.

Then I feel your soft lips.
And your hand move to my hips.

And I pull you closer to me.
Because you make me feel free.

You pull back just a bit.
And pull me in your lap, were we sit.

Brush a piece of hair from my face.
And speak softly about this beautiful place.

And the you say.
You wish you could take it away.

But at home there is enough beauty to see.
When you look up and see me.
Dec 2015 · 282
Please swap...(10w)
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Please...
        Swap,
              Tears and fear.
        For,
              Laughs and hope.
Please?...
Dec 2015 · 2.8k
The song of life
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Its starts with such a beautiful note
That enchants you in, listing to more
The chords flow with such passion
Such hope for the future
Till you reach the diminished
That throws the whole song down to hell
From light and hope
To dark and sin
This song of life has changed in ways
I never saw coming
The tune grows darker
The volume become louder
The chords harsher
But then it stops
And one single note changes it back to the light
The hardness of the chords soften
The volume begins to calm
And the tune once more flows through my soul
This is the song of life
And then it finishes
Leaving you with the experience of music...
The experience of life...
Dec 2015 · 257
Above the sea
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
I dream to fly above the sea,
Not with demons under it.

I wish apon a golden star,
That my new life won't be far.

To hope for a life of light,
Not one where all I do is fight.

To sing with angels all night long,
And not cry over how life's so wrong.

To love you next to me,
Because your all I want to be.

But here I lay,
Like helpless pray.

Flying under the sea,
Instead of above, where I should be.
Dec 2015 · 536
Now that I run
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Now that I run...

*Now that I run,
Prepared with my gun.
I leave no trace,
But the tear down my face.
Remember our song,
Of when I was wrong.
Try to smile,
I’ll be gone a while.
Please don’t cry,
Let your tears dry.
I tried so hard to care,
But it was too much to bare.
You’ll forget me soon,
Maybe even by noon.
I have to move on,
And the pain will soon be gone.
My life was a lie,
That’s why I had to die.
Dec 2015 · 232
When skies fall
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
When skies fall,
And mountains fly.
I will change this pitiful life,
And throw away my ****** knife.
Dec 2015 · 330
Depression blue
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Depression blue
When I think of you
Depression blue
Is what I think of you

Scarlett red
Shall take me to bed
Scarlett red
Shall make me dead

Dying gray
You did like to play
Dying gray
Making me pray

Hopeless green
Setting the seen
Hopeless green
Backing to my scream

Sickling yellow
You once made me mellow
Sickling yellow
Now your some strange fellow

But depression blue
That...
Is how I'll remember you
Dec 2015 · 284
smile a day
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
A smile a day,
Keeps the demons at bay.
But if it is fake,
They will show you your wake.
Dec 2015 · 430
Who am I?
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Who am I? I am nobody. No one knows me, no one cares for me. I am a ghost trapped in this place I once called home. There is nothing left for me, so why do I stay you ask? I stay for one reason and reason only, the hope that one day, I can help other people just like me in this sad, sad place. I am the start of the resistance! I am here for those with no voice, no hope, no one!
I want to say, this is for everyone that has battled with pain, loss, hatred, harm, hopelessness, any form of hate towards yourself. I want to say that this is for you of you! I know what it's like to battle demons in the dark. And in the light. I want you to all know that I am here! You do bit have to be alone! I am not a person that will feed you lies! I will not say things are going to be OK! Because I know they won't! But I will say if you try, if you really want to feel again, if you are willing to let me help you. I will sag things will change. Not get better but change! Depending on what you choose to do. I know you can never go back to who you once were, no matter how much you want to. But you can remember them, remember what it once felt like to be them, you can hold that close. Use it to help shape yourself into a new person. That has scars, to show you survived. That knows pain, but now has something to gain. That once wish death, but know you fight for other people just like you! So that is why I have written this. Remember if you can't find your voice, I will be your voice!
Dec 2015 · 604
I wish I had nightmares
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
I wish I had a nightmares,
To show I really care,
About something the I love,
Something the could fly like a dove.

I wish I woke up screaming,
To know that I was dreaming,
About something that is frightening,
Just to keep my life going.

I wish I could feel the tears,
To know I can feel fear,
About someone I hold dear,
A someone that I love to hear.

I wish I had nightmares,
To know life's just a dare,
About how death will always scare
With just his dangerous stare.
Dec 2015 · 266
what would they do?
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
What would they do, if they knew what went through my head?
What would they do, if they knew I'd rather be dead?

Would they say for me to leave?
Would they beg me to stay please?

What would they say?
What would they do?

Would they help me come back?
Would they leave me in black?

Would they ever love me again?
Would they leave me with just pain?

Would they help me if, they knew what went through my head?
Would they leave if, they knew I'd rather be dead?
Dec 2015 · 175
You and me
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
You and me,
We'll go and see.
What the world will bring,
Every time that we sing.
Dec 2015 · 195
Slowly killing me
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
One becomes two,
Two becomes three,
Three becomes four,
And four becomes more.

Don't you see?
I'm slowly killing me.
Dec 2015 · 237
No more goodnight
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
And when I say I shall go to sleep,
I no longer say goodnight.
Because I have leart there is no good,
In dark where I fight.
Dec 2015 · 227
All in my head
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
I dream of a world with light and love.
I wish for a world with hope and happiness
but...

I see a world that's dark and hateful
I live in a world that's judgmental and sinful
And I know there's no escape
Because...

It's all in my head...
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