Moon
She stared at the moon
With tears in her eyes
Trying so hard not to say
Goodbye
She had a knife
And was taking it to her skin
She was trying not to let the voices win
The mood had its arms wide open
And it seemed to be telling her to come
All she wanted was a hug
So one... two... three she tried to fly
Now she's souring in the sky
But she left this world
With no
Goodbye
Copyright © Kyleigh Henderson | Year Posted 2015
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