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Dec 2015 · 225
Your Daughter
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Scars on arms and thighs,
Sending her on a dangerous high.
Voice scream in mind,
While you tell her to be more kind.
Stomach badly aches,
As she sits and watches you bake.
Her vision slowly waters,
As you learn this is your daughter.
With scars,
And burns.
That's thin,
And weak.
She does it all,
While trying avoid the pull.
A pull that will take her forever,
When she wish most to me together.
For you to hold her near,
And say 'I'm with you dear'.
Dec 2015 · 560
Truth behind the lies
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Sleepy eyes,
With the wish to die.
Smile all broken,
Not excepting a token.
Cheeks hollow,
Finding it hard to swallow.

My face is full of pain,
And hate,
And wanting for death.

But you don't see,
Past the lies.
Dec 2015 · 276
That stranger that I see
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she is me.

With eyes so light,
And soul so bright.

That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she is free.

With wings unbroken,
Taking life's tokens.

That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she is full of glee.

With smile so wide,
Never wanting to hide.

That stranger that I see,
That stranger, she was... Me.
Dec 2015 · 418
Forgive me when I say
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
Please forgive me when I say,
I really wish that I could stay.
I'm sorry it has to be this way,
But I just can't see another day.
Dec 2015 · 214
do you care?
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
These scars on my wrist,

Can not be missed.

But no ones knows.

At least they don't let it show.

What if one was too deep?

Would they notice then?

Would they help me?

Course not!

What are you thinking?

Of course they notice.

They see just fine.

They just don't care.

No one dose.

But one dose,

Somewhere I know one does.

Please show you do soon.

Before it's too late
Dec 2015 · 221
all it takes
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
One cut,
That's all it takes.
One cut, to leave my mistakes.

Hand full of pills,
For you to read my will.
Hand full of pills, for my final ****.

Lifetime of lies,
With truth in my eyes.
Lifetime of lies, before my goodbye.

If only you knew,
I only had one goal.
If only you knew, it was to leave my soul.

— The End —