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WiltingMoon Dec 2015
When skies fall,
And mountains fly.
I will change this pitiful life,
And throw away my ****** knife.
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
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
A smile a day,
Keeps the demons at bay.
But if it is fake,
They will show you your wake.
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!
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.
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?
WiltingMoon Dec 2015
You and me,
We'll go and see.
What the world will bring,
Every time that we sing.
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