Moonlight blood

by abby   Sep 19, 2005


Moonlight at my window,
streaming though the pain,
crying out to others,
it will come again,

whistle on the wind,
yell on the water,
carried on the wind,
i have got the worst thought,

i here a bump down bellow,
i clime out my bed and creep to the door,
i hear crying on the next floor,

my mum and my dad,
are fighting again,
it always like this its always the same,

starts with mum getting drunk,
then dad brings up HIM!!!
HE HAS TORMENTED MY LIFE
HE WRACKED MY FAMILY,
HE WILL PAY!!!!

i a glint shining in the air
i go to it but nothing is there,
the moon is full i stop and Stear

it seams like eternity,
then i come back,
a knife in my hand,
and blood on my back.

i look at my wrist,
and blood oozes out,
i start to scream,
but nothing comes out.

my eyes grow tied,
and with my final breath,
i whisper in the air
my revenge is death,

i left a note:

the moonlight falls,
upon the ground,
and as it moves it makes no sound.
so don't cry for my spilt blood,
please do not let your eyes flood
the deed is don.
love for your life
moonlight blood.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Piper

    That was really good. I really enjoyed reading it. I know what it's like to feel like that and it's hard. Hope things are better for you.