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641 · Jan 2016
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.
629 · Mar 2017
Drop of life
WiltingMoon Mar 2017
A drop of life rolls down my cheek
Towards the earth where the soil waits
A manga of hope left in its wake
Faster, faster, it's almost time
Find some love. Some shelter and hide

Through the wars, through the death
A filed of hatred, hurt and regret
Another drop down my cheek
It's music I can now hear
And yet I run but do not fear

Safety in my distant vision of smoke and dust
Over mounds that come up from the ground
Over mounds that are made not of earth...
Another drop now on my chin
Another drop to wash the sin

Within my grasp I hold a flag
It's colour brighter then the snow
Hanging from a branch I found long ago
Stuck in fear and lost death
I still hold it down when I take my breath

Booms and roars of the skies now sing
In safety of shelter I now remain
As the rain now pours from the heavens above
A drop of life I felt on my cheek
Was the first thing i remember when war ended that week
620 · Feb 2016
I'm freaking out...
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
Head on pillow
Eyes with fright
Mind is distant
Hands shake heaverly
Body badly trembles
Lips locked together
Ear hearing everything
Door slowly opens
Shadows slightly moves
Walls quietly speak
Air suddenly cools
Heart profusely pounds
Hidden under sheets
Head on pillow
No sleep tonight

**Shadows want death...
608 · Jan 2016
Is it?...
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
Is it too late to refund...
My life?...
604 · Dec 2015
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.
587 · Sep 2016
Untitled
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
The world is wrong
And we live as if it's right...
576 · Mar 2016
Thank You For The Advise
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...
574 · May 2017
Confessions
WiltingMoon May 2017
Once again whispering my confessions to the petals, plucked from the rose you once gave me.
Sweet ghost like love, hangs from the glowing beams that come from the blood moon above my heart.
Its shine that reminds me of nothing but the way your gray eyes would glisson, when next to the beach.
No sounds falls from my lips, that you did, long ago clam, in the heat of a summers day.
Just my whispered confessions that come from my tears that sting and not my tonge that burns.
Wilting petals from the rose you once gave me; falling to the lifeless soil, where you now rest.

**I love and will always love you
#poetfreak #love #life
569 · Feb 2016
Thumb says no...
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
And as the sting in my eyes,
painfully becomes numb.

I say I'm okay,
as I point down my thumb.
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
Alive the skies
Dead the seas
You and me
Never to be
I am one
You are another
We only destroy
We never help
I hurt love
You hurt me
We cry together
And laugh together
We are two
Destined to die
Lonely as one
I die alone
In the skies
You die alone
In the seas
Because we love
Far to much
It kills us...
568 · May 2016
Proud dream
WiltingMoon May 2016
And I someday dream once more be apart of the willow trees
With their leafs cradling all my worries
All my pain
Away with the bitter sweet wind
That blesses me to be strong till new day
To stand without relying on the stars to hold me tall
To walk without the guidance of the moon that does fall
To be free from the cage that keeps me from the soft night sky
And to speak the five words that have balanced the evil out in my head...

*I'm free... And proudly me
561 · Sep 2016
Moon
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
White and cold.
Far not near.
Love and hope.
Tear for tear.
Screams that echo in the valleys of forgotten dreams.
Eroding cliffs that hold light footed steps.
Looks of hope cast up to a belief.
Wishes of chance; silent with no voice.
Man with no body, man with no touch.
Man with a soul, man with a love.
White and cold.
Near not far.
Love and hope.
Tear for tear.
Man in the moon.
560 · Dec 2015
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.
556 · Mar 2016
Death to Wait
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...
541 · Jun 2016
Chilled to the bone
WiltingMoon Jun 2016
Chilled to the bone.
Walking in a street, listening to the chanting of people with bombs falling from lips to ears.
Alone with a sea of bodies; bound together as one world.
Steps echoing the mind of confusion; that it's heard as steps leading to death.
Sliance held on my tongue, and screams forced down my ears.
Chilled to the bone, in the warmth of your breaths, that riddle lies.
As I walk in the street; knowing each step.
Is one closer to my death.
536 · Dec 2015
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.
536 · Feb 2016
One Way or Another...
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
We live
We die
We love
We hate
We all smile
We all cry
We all wish for peace
We all wish to die
528 · Mar 2016
War
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...
520 · Mar 2017
Untitled
WiltingMoon Mar 2017
We fall for a reason
We rise for a purpose
518 · Aug 2016
Mosaic window...
WiltingMoon Aug 2016
Like a mosaic window; made from discarded coloured bottles, that once held your liquor.
I am a speechless beauty; that shines in the presence of the violent sun.
I am a broken masterpiece; a unique wonder.
No one can compare to my fused edges, and incomplete complexion.
I smell of the past life, different vapors of your spirits.
But they muse together; they aspire from what used to be.
Now a sent, that blinds the hearts of all that dare to love.
For my own personality has been hand crafted from my mistakes.
Transparent I seem; with the world behind seen in colour through me.
To help realise, that there's more to life then present hues.
I have been place withing my eyes, for the world is truly to see, that I have accepted me.
And for my heart to understand; I can inspire my own mind.
Because I'm a mosaic window; something that's made with time.
For to become something wondrous, you must learn from the past.
And realise.... that your situation that seems hopeless, will not forever last...
517 · Mar 2016
Dancing tree
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
503 · Mar 2016
Blind...
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
The fog
Now sets
On
This world
Of ours
Making
Your love
Fade
Into abis...
I'm losing
Sight
I'm losing
You
I'm losing
The beauty
I feel
In love
With...
Darling
My love
My eyes
To the
World...
I'm going
Blind...
But your
Beauty
I will always...
See...
503 · Sep 2016
Untitled
498 · Sep 2016
im sorry...
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
i'm sorry for the way i am
for the way i speak
for the way i act
for the way i shut you out
for the way i dream of a different life
for the way i held my bag at the front door and almost ran last night
for the way i cover my mouth in the shower and late at night
for the way i scream at myself when you think i'm smiling
for the way i disappointing you
for the way i cant do a thing right
for the way i want to die
for the way i want to leave
for the way i walk
talk
breath
speak
listen
touch
feel
sound
live...

im sorry for being me...
497 · Apr 2016
Love insists
WiltingMoon Apr 2016
Love bleeds
From my body
In lay...
And yet
You still insist
To stay...
492 · Jan 2016
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
490 · Jan 2016
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.
489 · Jun 2016
Distant kisses from clouds
WiltingMoon Jun 2016
Dreams are little kisses from the clouds of gold, that never sees my lips.
Little drops of the purity called sleep.
Unknown... Almost forbidden, to my weepy eyes.
Its unfathomable touch, a world wide secret, only kept from me.
Never kissed, never loved.
Sleep a distant memory in this sea of intertwined demon's, that huant my ghostly eyes.
488 · Aug 2016
Speaking clouds...
WiltingMoon Aug 2016
Flawless wonder that roams my clouded hallway.
Visits in every second the moon has been victor of the starless skies.
Just allowing its specifically developed love to seep into each soul that sleeps.
A gift to hold sight of; for its a rare talent many fail to see.
This flawless wonder, this unknown sprirt always comes to greet me when the clock holds silence.
When the sounds of echoing ticks and tocks are merely just a subconscious hearing.
This spirit I am able to see, is nothing more then a undying fable.
A misspoken wish; with purpose over passing all ideals known.
Flawless wonder that roams my clouded hallway.
Visits in every second the moon has been victor of the starless skies.
For this spirit is my guiding angel...
Helping to freeze the the world, for I to see the importance in my subconscious hearings...

That are nothing more then hearings of my forgotten love...
478 · Sep 2016
Stolen from my life.
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
You were stolen from this cruel world in a flash.
And I was left standing there for years.
I never took a step,
I never took a breath.
I never moved, waiting for your return.
Everyday, was like drowning; as you were my air.
I said no words, as thoughts swarmed my broken mind.
Day become night, as I waited for you.
Till I finally realised you were gone.
Ready to give up, and leave to the other world.
About to take that step through the light.
Stopped by a hand.
Stopped by a voice.
Stopped by you.
As I saw your eyes in the stars of night.
And heard your whispers in the breeze.

'Never have I left, never have you gone. Never shall the world feel wrong.'

Then I opened my eyes....
And looked up to your face...

Nothing more then a dream....
478 · Mar 2016
Love in the rain
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
Rain drops
On
Ivory
Skin
Running down
With kisses
Of
Love
Time
And
Time
Again rain
Falls...
On the
Ivory face
That
Is my
World...
Your lips
Radiate
In summer
Mist
Your eyes
Pierce
My untouched
Love
Your cheeks
Speak
With rosey
Slers
Darling
My love
Your breathtakingly
Beautiful
In the
Rain...
472 · May 2016
Love in last wind
WiltingMoon May 2016
In the final wind that carried my warmth
I saw a world were love was so real
The chill of wilting petals
And pain of fading sunsets
Are seen as beauty for the lost
We had not loved the sent of the rose
Nor the light of the sun
Enough in our eyes
So it moves on from our presents
To the world after...
Were the sent dances in the sunset
Bathing in my warmth
A place were beauty is truly seen
A place were compassion is truly shown
A place...
Were love is truly real...
471 · May 2016
Music love
WiltingMoon May 2016
And the moment your delicate fingers guided across my skin
All I could think about was the music I first heard you play the night we meet
And how it was the combination of your fingers and a soft paino note
That told me it was you I am ament to forever love
462 · Jan 2016
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...
462 · Sep 2016
Lost Love...
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
The wind was hollowing, as I passed your heart.
For the night was dim, and we were lost in the dark.

I screamed for a savoir, for your souls to remain.
But you took a final breath; letting go of all pain.

Small smile on your cracked lips; ranting once about forgotten love.
Well now your lost, and I remember you above.

I can't remember what the time was, when the moon feel to catch your shell.
I can only remember how I violently fell.

The colour that was once your ambiance glow.
Now buried under six feet of rotting snow.

Every night when the wind screams.
I wake in fear, wishing for it to all be a tortuous dream...

But never dose the haze of your blood, lift from my sight.
Never do I seem to find the clarity of the ending light.

I lost you so long ago, when we were merely just drowning in each other's love.
And not a day has gone by, when I've pleaded to meet you again, high above....
461 · May 2016
Chains...
WiltingMoon May 2016
Chains
What holds me to hate
What holds me from future
What holds me here...
Rubbing my skin
Till red and raw
The sting of blood on cool metal
An all to familiar feeling...
Each link
My breath
Each link
My mistakes
Each link
Breakable...
Did I know
I held the bolt cutters all along?
I saw the key withjn my grasp?
Did I know
It was I that held onto the chain?...
The past does pass
The chains do rust
And the skin dose heal
As realize...
Chains can be broken
And the future can be reached
459 · Mar 2016
Learn your keep
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
453 · Jan 2016
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
446 · Jan 2016
War
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
War
Must we fight?

When the world is at war?...
443 · Jan 2016
My thoughts
WiltingMoon Jan 2016
I'm in my bed,
And its 2am.
Once again
I'm awake.
How many nights
Must I see new day?
This is slowly killing me.
I don't know,
What should I do?
The thought
Of blades,
And pills,
And endless sleep.
Haunts my weary eyes.
How much longer
Can I survive?
I don't want to die
Or life this life.
I just want to feel free,
I just want to feel.
Something that's not...
Nothing...
I want to swallow,
Every pill I see.
And use my blade,
In my draw,
To let blood spill.

All of the thoughts are true.
Nothing is made up.
This is what I think at night!
And it scares me all the time!
I need help.
But I'm scarred to get it.
I just feel so lost.
With a sign telling me where to go right in my face.
But I just can't read it...
442 · Apr 2016
Fire
WiltingMoon Apr 2016
I cry fire
And you just hold out your hands
To keep you warm
438 · Jan 2016
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.
438 · Mar 2021
Life not lost
WiltingMoon Mar 2021
I ache,
I scream,
But never shall you see nor hear.
Voices in my head crack and break,
But you will never hear me stutter when i speak.
Its a cures to be able to remember the past,
To remember the thoughts.
The details of those night alone.
The wall felling like they are closing in ready to crush what little strength i held close.
A life time i thought the voices would take, claming it as there own, never to let me or anyone else forget.
Almost I handed it to them on a platter made of fear and tears.
Almost did walk to the place where i would never be found again.
Almost...
That life time is still going strong.
Those voice tho still present, not as loud.
And the aches and the screams are still felt and heard,
But...
Washed away by the light, the little strength that was left.
Slowly... finding peace in life.
438 · Sep 2016
Proving I can
WiltingMoon Sep 2016
Nothing but wasted star dust; searching to prove the world wrong!
437 · Apr 2016
Tender touch
WiltingMoon Apr 2016
My heart is broken
And yet no Angel could fix
Because only one thing will mean it
And that's the tender touch
Of our very first kiss
433 · Dec 2015
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!
422 · Jan 2016
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
419 · Mar 2016
1:12am
WiltingMoon Mar 2016
And the voices begin....

For my life to end...
418 · Dec 2015
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.
416 · Apr 2016
Music of the past
WiltingMoon Apr 2016
Listening to the music of past
Seemingly I understand it better now
All the words paint a picture of my life
A marble creation with a brake
The music that first saved me
Doing it all over again
Holding my hand
Right till the end
Screams to you
Are whispers of hope to me
You don't understand the words
Because you don't understand how they were written
I understand
I know the pen
That moved along the music sheets
It's was used to write my own story...
It was all in the past
Or so I thought
Because here I am
Listening to the past
All over again
Finally feeling save
Finally feeling free
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