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Daan Dec 2016
I need your attention
did I mention
I don't trust your intention
in a way, I can't say
I can't deny
that I get boring
I start planning
when you're snoring
when you're gone and I leave too
My mind seems occupied by you

I need redemption
need you to go
So I can think clearly
free
and be more than the me you see
right now.
Daan Dec 2016
I want to eat or drink you like our pumpkin soup,
our moments in something not that different from
an unconditional loop. Make it spiral upwards, come
join me in this journey to the corner of your mouth
and let mine travel south.
I aim to please, I wish to seize every thing,
every possibility
and leave us stuttering.
Daan Dec 2016
You make me write more, start again
and push through when my pen
gets motionless.
Less devotionless than others
there's still one thing that bothers
me. Beyond reason, undoubtedly unnecessary wary
of the dangers in my prospective.
I say live and let live yet I get protective.
I'm sorry
Daan Dec 2016
Your dreams were filled with little parting gifts
even though I never wanted you to leave.
As I am awake and you are not my mind drifts
away, to say you never noticed your own heave.

You're the cause of my heaves too
in mood, in breathing and in beating
anything and anyone to get through
and get a seating
next to you.

But my mind yells torture and my feet get motionless
whenever the distance grows.
I've noticed I've been reaching different lows
now I understand the notion less.
Don't toy with me, woman.
Daan Dec 2016
My senses are numbed
dumbed down.
In the distance she is lurking, drinking
I feel like a clown, sinking
into reality.

The best thing is yet to be discovered,
the lack of knowledge hovered
above my broken spine.
Why won't you be mine?
Daan Dec 2016
I've been here before, again
this was not my plan.
They never intend to stay that long
I'd compare them to an artsy little short song.
All along the music
right down from the start
you're dreading for the pending ending.
et les oiseoux assassines
Daan Dec 2016
I'm soft and unable to handle all you do
and are done to.
You are just too much, too good,
I misunderstood
When you said you were coming over.

I don't want to feel like this whenever
you are out and dazzled.
Whenever you do what you were meant to be doing.

I wouldn't want to hold you back
but I'm struggling to let go.
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