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679 · Aug 2010
Memories
Moco Muddslide Aug 2010
The innocence of a newborn child

Is as pure as an angel

God's grace engulfing his body

Our love surrounding this child

Always with us

Their memories shine.


**In Loving Memory

of

Zachary Tompkins

1998-2010
ⓒ Moco's Mind
565 · Aug 2010
What's Wrong?
Moco Muddslide Aug 2010
Temples throbbing
With unmistakable pain
Tears streaming
Like an endless rain

Empty feeling
With nothing to spare
Not a person
Left to care

As the nights
Are full of fear
All I think
Is that death is near

Blurred vision
Passing day by day
Starting to think
There's no more way

Confusing thoughts
All about homicide
Feeling like I
Should commit suicide

I always feel
Like I should die
But I don't know how
To say goodbye.
ⓒ Moco's Mind
460 · Aug 2010
Not a Word
Moco Muddslide Aug 2010
A little girl never spoke
A word wouldn't slip
A rope around her neck
Would pull and choke

With blood on her face
She danced into school
Still not a word
But the body dressed in lace

No words said
The sight was all we needed
All the evidence portrayed
Across the body of the dead

Her best friend stared in fear
Yet approached her with a smile
He took her hand and made her stare
Because he knew her end was near

The police looked at the dead
And at the two children
Her friend took the knife
And they put a bullet in his head

Her eyes became red
The blood pooling around
She fell to the ground
And she finally said:

*"You all have become
the monster you fear
you will be numb
because your time is here.
I will rid you of this
I will take your life
With a kiss
from this bloodied knife."
ⓒ Moco's Twisted Mind
442 · Aug 2010
No More Dying
Moco Muddslide Aug 2010
I would have never thought
That I would ever be loved
No matter how hard I fought.

How many times
Must I cry out
With these pathetic rhymes?

I know I'm not the best
That I'm different and odd
But I don't want to be like the rest.

Through the darkest hours
I was considered dead
My coffin lined with flowers.

The flowers were there
Because of those who loved me
Even though it's not fair.
ⓒ Moco's Mind
427 · Aug 2010
This Life
Moco Muddslide Aug 2010
All this time,
I've been crying.
Inside my soul was fading.

Now my smile is fixed.

I never knew,
That hope would be found,
Even when it was right there.

I finally found it.

I've missed out,
Completely ignored everyone.
Denying the love that they gave.

Now I can feel it.

Through the minutes of life,
I sat wondering,
I should die, but how?

I don't anymore.

Lying through my smile.
Straight faced and serious,
I have hurt many.

I have let that go.

So much hate inside,
Realizing my pain,
I fall into pieces,

I go down, down, down.

I laugh at the jokes,
Smile when I should,
Serious when it's needed.

Hammers fall on all my pieces.

I can be hurt,
But I don't show it.
I know how to hide,

I run in the darkness, with nowhere to go.

No more am I happy,
Forever alone in the dark.
ⓒ Moco's Mind
418 · Nov 2010
Can You Feel It?
Moco Muddslide Nov 2010
Neon colors, flashing lights, my mind is dazed.
Blurring vision, rising action, my head is flying.
Deafening thuds, feeling myself fly, I am now
              
                                                                                  free
from everything. Falling into a whirlwind of
laughter and fun. My eyes are large with
anticipation and exhilaration. I can see

                                                                                  your
gaze fixed on mine. Barely breathing,
heartbeats quicken. Heat closing in on us.
We are farther up than ever before, just short
of touching heaven. Bodies completely out of our
      
                                                                                  mind.
ⓒ Miah ::::aka::::  Moco
411 · Aug 2010
Friends
Moco Muddslide Aug 2010
There for you in the darkest hours.
Your shoulder to cry on.
Your true love belongs with them.

They can hate you.
Hurt you.
But if you truly love them.
It won't matter.

Your soul is a part of them.
And vise versa.

You will cry.
Scream.
Whisper.
Smile.
Frown.
Laugh.
And open your eyes.

There will never be another person like this in your life.

Never leave me. I will never do that to you.
ⓒ Moco's Mind

— The End —