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Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
You seem so far away when I'm sitting beside you.
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
songs you listen to
scream what my heart's been saying.
Will you notice me
your demeanor

   is highly suspect,

attempting to disguise

malfeasance neath a heart

    of fortified wrought iron,

Machiavellian by nature

  still, you have your wily ways

   like that of the allure of roses

       within prickling thorns,

  twisted of laughable

         frivolous superficiality

      and reckoning's  bereavement
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
I never knew,
That meeting you
Would change my heart for good

I tried to hide
To fight the tide
To turn my heart to wood

Wished I did
That God would bid
That Staying here, you should

I wished too soon
Your heart he'd swoon
And here I am with the coulds
Thought I'd play with rhyme
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
If I could do it all again, I probably wouldn't.
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
Last night,
For the first time since you left,
I had a dream about you.
Nothing amazing happened,
We sat there, talked, ate candy and laughed
I forgot how much you meant to me,
Those moments don't matter.
Those moments were just that,
Moments.
I thought if I smothered the flame
I have burning for you,
I could just be your friend.
I wonder if you've noticed,
That I don't look at you when I talk.
It hurts to see you.
I wonder if for a second
You've regretted not choosing me.
I think about you from time to time
In such a way,
It doesn't stack up
to the better fitting "puzzle piece".
I know,
I'll have to find a way to ****
what feelings for you
I have left.
I'm just not sure
That I'm ready to let go.
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
I feel like we're growing further apart,
Myself and the shore, that is.
Maybe,
I'm so disconnected with the mainland
It's all just surface beauty
Whereas the sea
Is empty
Vacant and desolate
But only on the surface
Its beauty,
Much like my own,
Takes effort to see.
You have to be willing to dive
To break the surface tension
Allow yourself to be overcome by it
To see what it has to offer.
People in my life are like ships,
They skim over my empty exterior
Just enough of themselves submerged to be worth keeping around.
They're all looking for their personal ports.
With time will find them.
While they're looking for ports,
I'm looking for someone to dive head-first into my heart.
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