Smiling at the moon

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A young woman who is contemplating suicide , remembers the ones she lost. If you have the time please read and comment thank you :Dxx

Standing at the edge of the cliff

watching the blue waves crash into the sharp rocks

my hands bone white in the moon light

the tears warm my cold skin

this could be the last time that i look at the moon and the bright distant stars

if you look at the moon enough you can see a smile

its very hard to see but its there smiling down on me

comforting me

my long smooth hair lashing at my face in the wind

i know i should feel something

i know i should feel sad but i dont i feel content

my life ment something to someone and thats all i need to feel free

thats all i need to feel happy and now she doesnt need me

so im not needed and i mean nothing

i have served my purpose

so now im standing at the edge of this cliff watching the ocean

and smiling at the moon

the water bellow calls for me

but the moon above pleads for me to stay

i know what must be done but my feet wont move

someone shouts my name behind me

but i ignore it moving closer to the edge

a white long hand reaches for me but its too late

slowly i begin to fall

pictures run through my head

my mum holding my small delicate hand

waveing goodbye to the place i once called home

standing at her death bed holding her cold hand once more

running through the forest with them

holding her in my arms

smoothing her dark soft hair out of her eyes

kissing her goodnight for the last time

standing at the edge of the same cliff scattering her cold ashes over the sea

remembering the only two people i ever truley loved

mother and daughter

i have lost both of them to the sea and sky

so i will be lost to them

the pictures fade and i am falling once more

pain for a moment then just light

a soft white light caressing me and pulling me foward

they are standing at the gates smiling at me

i feel like i should cry

but the tears dont come just happiness

i am happy once again with the two people i truley loved

who knew true happiness could be found only in death.

Submitted: August 15, 2012

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sorry about the spelling mistakes :D x

Wed, August 15th, 2012 2:12pm

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