Suicidal MoonChild Pt 1.       7/12/17

Suicidal MoonChild Pt 1. 7/12/17

A Poem by GSM
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The numbers at the end have meaning//This will have other parts about 35// I wrote this around 4an

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I'm 20
And you didn't even think of calling me
Knowing Inside that you broke me
When I was just 15
Years of age
Now I'm standing on this stage
Infront of Lucifer
He told me I was a introvert
But I feel more like a extrovert
Is that what you heard when I was in the tub cuttng my wrist
Hoping I bleed to death
Searching for my lost soul
The pictures of him in your bed
Are stuck in my head

God I wish I was dead
God I wish I was dead

Why did you
decide to leave when we went to school
You knew
 WE was only 74 minutes away
We could of met up in Navasota any day
On this stage
Called life
Wishing I could put a hole in my whole heart with a knife
You said this new guy is nice
Well...thats nice
I can see it in your eyes
You never loved me
I see
He's Your A and I was your Killer B
Stuck with 8 tales
Seeing him with his hands in you is hell

God send me to hell
God send me to hell


F**k life I just might take mines
Tonight
Suicidal MoonChild don't cry

Anymore

Sucidial moon child don't cry anymore

Indigo is tore

Off of your Aura

Hold that knife steady
And let me
Cut my viens vertically
So I can just sleep
I need

Pain killers
I'll murder myself and be my own killer

Wanting attention from my guardian Angel
Who's growing hateful
Who's growing cold....

Last night I spoke creole
To the devil

For my soul
Then I sold my soul to a baphomet ( Baa Fo may)
And he say I may slay the day when all pain is lay on a maze that I made phased
By the light of Allah and Yaweh

Knows my body is in pain but not like my spirit
I swear I want the demons I've been fighting to kill it
Please kill it
No I doesn't speak proper English
I dont have structure in my sentences  life or relationships
With animals like Tiger
When I was born I was found in a river
Live my ancestor
Moses drown me in a river
And put Moses on my casket
Then come to my grave with black flowers in a basket
Asking
What happend
To this suicidal kid
Who kissed
...

I need a chiropractor
And a pastor
Before Easter
So I can go deeper
Into this slumber

I've never been a good sleeper
But they always say I'm a good kisser
God I need her
No I don't need her
Allah
Call nirvana
And tell him I'm the alpha and Omega
And that I'm tired of the Beta

Human trial
Judgement day all humans on trial

And I'm standing next to you
Hoping in heaven I forget about you

And my suicidal thoughts
I thought

I would've overdosed
A long time ago
And been a ghost
Found a host
To travel the east coast

I know
You spoke
To satan the previous night and he said
Child don't worry he's already dead

Born into Hell I've been dead
But why is Lucifer My light
in a All black Dressed in no white

......
Time of birth 12:00am Thursday 1997             7th month 10th day

Time of death 6:00pm Wednesday 2017 July 12th

Time of enlightenment Tuesday 3027 7/14th
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© 2017 GSM


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