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271 · Mar 2015
Letting go
Denxai Mcmillon Mar 2015
Letting go is a lot harder than one can ever imagine.
I'm not talking about letting things like
"My brother broke my phone"
or
"my boss wont give me more hours."
I mean truly letting go.
The kind where you know that you're holding on,
the kind where you know whatever it may be made you who you are
the kind where;
a parent left,
a loved one died,
you were beaten,
lied to,
Betrayed.
Where you feel completely justified.
When you can almost taste how poisonous it is.
When it twists your heart in knots.
It wakes you from a dream to slide it's fingers around your throat.
Letting go,
taking control,
allowing yourself,
to see how much you hurt
and just remove it from you.
That's hard.
But, you will never be alone.
271 · Jan 2016
Jan. 16. 2016
Denxai Mcmillon Jan 2016
I'm learning, ever so slowly, what people mean when they say I'm "rough around the edges"

I'm becoming softer
The heavy, angry punk music that used to play from my iPod

Has become softer, slower
More hopeful

Is this what it means to find peace?
271 · Feb 2016
Untitled
Denxai Mcmillon Feb 2016
It's, too, early in the day for me to be this drunk.
Work will be hell hungover
So I'll ask
Can I still get into heaven
If
I
****
Myself?
271 · Sep 2015
A Titan's strength.
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
You are the invisible forces I have no choice but to bend to.
I don't want the strength to move mountains,
just to move the shadow cast over your heart.
270 · Jun 2015
Untitled
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
I never forgot a moment.
I settled comfortably into our love
I was happy by your side
I was ready to build a life
That ended with you as my wife
With a shack in Hawaii
With the possibility of kids
Where we spent the rest of our days
I still smiled until my cheeks ached
I still smile at our memories
I still love you.
I still want you.
I still have days where suicide is all I want.
But I fought it for us and to see what life had to offer.
I wish I had killed myself before we got to this.
268 · Oct 2015
Seen not heard.
Denxai Mcmillon Oct 2015
I'm not having fun,
My word is hushed just as fast as it was back home.
I am quiet
I listen endlessly
I respond when asked.
My depression has me by my throat.
I want to explore my new home.
I'm tired of sitting in a house that's hotter than it is outside
I'm tired of falling asleep because I'm bored
I hate this.
I miss the stars
I miss late night walks with my friends
I hate that to occupy my time here all I do is smoke *** and play video games
I hate that my only friends here don't really talk to me.
I'm talked at, expected to listen.
When I have a chance to speak,
When my words are worth hearing
My sadness, my disparity, my bitter loneliness
Becomes a spring board to why they're unhappy
Becomes a reason to tell me my ego is the reason I'm sad
If I killed myself, they'd be legitimately confused
"He seemed happy"
266 · Mar 2015
writer's block
Denxai Mcmillon Mar 2015
It's hard sometimes,
to push pen to pad
force a rhyme
About some time in the past
when something noteworthy happened.
How am I to tell the masses how I feel?
When, honestly,
I have no ******* clue.
265 · Apr 2015
"Das u"
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
You're a caffeine high that never ends.
An anxiety attack on its rise.
You're water on my winter sidewalk.
This all sounds bad,
It's not.
It's just you have a way of making my heart race
My hands shake and head spin
And I keep slipping deeper in love.
264 · Apr 2015
Waking up
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
These days have become longer,
Subsequently the nights shorter.
It's not that the sun peaking through the cracks of the black out curtains reach my bedside or that my roommates make too much noise
but I've been waking up earlier.
I've been falling asleep
at a decent time,
Anywhere from 10:30 to one AM  
Depends on work,
who wants to talk,
on the orb resting on these shoulders.
My dreams aren't of past loves,
Like they used to be
But of things I'd like to do,
Drink beer with my friends,
Surf in the clear waters of Australia,
Run away from my responsibilities.
Waking up anywhere
from seven Am to 9:30,
has taught me,
there's a lot of time I forgot existed.
I won't let it fade.
262 · Aug 2015
Tumble dry (on high heat)
Denxai Mcmillon Aug 2015
Silly, you fell asleep with your make up on again.

Here I sit, admiring you, it's one A.m.

My laundry tumbles

I stumble over my words

as I gaze longingly upon you.

My flower, in full bloom

My mid day sun

My full moon

My love

Perhaps soon I can fall asleep

But knowing these are the last hours I'll see you for a week

I'm sure I'll be up stroking your cheek and chin.

I'll feel as if my hearts back home

And my body's on vacation.

I love you so much

I love you

I love

*you
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
I forgot you don't have a boyfriend.
I forgot that you can't have one.
I set up this delusional world
Where it's just us and we are an us
I'm gonna try and stop slipping
"I love you" into conversations as much.
Because all it'll take to rip you away is someone else.
Someone else.
Someone else
Why does your love hurt so much?
Why can't I be enough?
When I'm with you I always forget that,
at the end of the day,
I'm probably just a vacation stop.
I'm fun to visit.
I wish I hadn't heard you say
"I don't have a boyfriend"
I wonder...
Oh, how I wonder
if I'm supposed to feel this way.
My heart hurts
And
Crying is probably inevitable
But smoke your week
But sip your drink.
I'll sip mine
And into sleep I'll sink
259 · Mar 2015
Well, I meant it.
Denxai Mcmillon Mar 2015
when I said,
"you are my muse",
well,
I meant it.
When I said that
"You make me happy",
I meant that, too.
When I said that
"I loved you,"
I never knew that my love
would only be met
until he said he
"Loved you."
So, here's to you,
So, here's to us.
I don't think your love's
one I can trust.
259 · Apr 2017
Comma.
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2017
The horizon appears, so, blue;
The sun, so, warm;
The breeze, so, cool.
Spring is here,
And
Life, today, is no chore.
258 · Apr 2015
Untitled 5
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
They say, "think more, speak less"
It's not, necessarily, my moto
But I do tend to live by it.
I'm, typically, racked with anxiety,
Expressing myself can be hard
My actions may not always seem it,
But I'm always trying to help.
258 · May 2015
Baby, I can't sleep.
Denxai Mcmillon May 2015
I can't sleep tonight,
Well, most nights,
without you.
they drag on,
reassuring me
That time,
Is, in fact,
An illusion.
I no longer smell you
on my bed
However,
In my head
I can remember,
almost,
clearly your smell.
You're much like my ant hill
And I am but a humble worker
I never lose sight of home because home is but a single whiff away.
My infatuation with your sent
may seem odd.
But when you've found the person who can make your heart sing
Simple things like the way they naturally smell
Or the sound of their laugh
Or the sight of their flaws
Almost make it seem
like God does exist
257 · Mar 2015
Overcast
Denxai Mcmillon Mar 2015
It's always the worst
When the sun peeks from the clouds
Just to be hidden.
256 · Jan 2016
Untitled
Denxai Mcmillon Jan 2016
I guess I'll go back to bed.
Wake me when the winter ends
Wake me when smiling isn't a chore.
Wake me when you don't want to fight
Wake me up when you can talk to me
Wake me up when I'm not wasting your time.
Or
Just let me sleep forever.
Let me sleep until I decompose
Let me waste
Let me sleep forever
Let me sleep forever
Let me sleep forever
Just **** me
Because
I can't do it on my own anymore.
Denxai Mcmillon Oct 2015
I miss my friends voices,
I miss my friends laughs
I miss where I was
But
I love where I am.
I replaced the stars with lights
The fields with skyscrapers
The mountains with beaches
The grass with their sand
I hated my home
But I miss it all, so.
Denxai Mcmillon Jul 2015
Upon exiting the bus I was surprised to see two brand new books set upon the pavement. I made my way to them and with a chuckle I found two bibles stacked percariously. I walked away from them at first and stopped. Maybe I should take one because, I may not be religious but that doesn't mean I should let these books go unloved.
So here I sit with a bible in my lap and a smile. It may not be with me but I'll help this book find a home faster if I leave it downtown.
255 · Jan 2016
White lies.
Denxai Mcmillon Jan 2016
I'm not self-destructive any more.
253 · Nov 2015
The past week
Denxai Mcmillon Nov 2015
This week has been great;
I will keep the streak going.
I am in control.
253 · Jun 2015
Wishes about love
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
I have a negative outlook on love
It's too much trouble to pursue
I'm trying so ******* hard
But I'm invisible
And you're intangible
I can hold you through every night
And you'll look through me
It doesn't matter what you try and say
This is how you've made me feel
This is how I see love now.
I'm so in love with you.
A love that's breaking me
A love that I want to work
A love I don't want to give up on.
Maybe if I give up on you
I'll be visible.
Maybe if I give up now
You'll want me.
But probably not
So I'll just keep loving you until it puts me at the edge of life and death
And walk away so broken giving up will be easy.
I wish you wanted me the way that I want you.
But in real life, wishes don't usually come true.
252 · Mar 2015
Mirrors
Denxai Mcmillon Mar 2015
Today, I looked at myself in the mirror.
I know that it's something I do everyday, However, today I made the mistake of locking eyes with myself. I tell everyone I know I'm okay, it's how it's been as long as I can remember. I have my father's gaze, piercing. I could see so far into myself I felt I might melt under the heat of it and in the split second of contact I saw the bags under my eyes, the pain I tried to hide and I saw that nothing's really changed.
251 · Apr 2015
Ten words 4
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
It's getting hard not to beg for one more kiss.
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
My heads a ****** up place
I spend time swimming against the current that is the whirlpool pulling me deeper into my depression
I try so hard to keep my head up but these days I feel like I'm holding the weight of the entire planet by a string with my teeth. The girl I'm in love with only loves me when it's convenient. I kept telling myself it wasn't like that until she humiliated me today. My job doesn't make me happy anymore and I can feel the last of the "post high school magic of life" slipping through my fingers as if to say, "remember you have to prepare for real life." Suicide seems more and more like an option. It seemed so far away yesterday when I was telling every person who would listen how in love I am. How in love I am. I hate breaking. I hate being reminded I'm only good enough behind closed doors. I hate everything. I paint with vibrant watercolors but I always paint in the rain. My life is bleak and bland. My only solace is this bottle and video games. **** everything. I'm bitter and sick of crying. But I know that I love you so much that I'll forgive you. I just wish you weren't so oblivious to the fact that your words, much like sticks and stones, break bones and hearts
247 · May 2015
Untitled 22
Denxai Mcmillon May 2015
I have desires
that I wish, honestly, I could move past it's not that I wish that I lived this way forever.
I don't, I hate the way I live.
perhaps it's not even that
I hate the way I live
so much as it's that I hate how I've been living.
dreams come and go and I suppose that no matter what I do
it'll just be that way
Like spring comes after winter
and the way that the leaves fall autumn  
"I've never been one to beat around the bush,
Or hide from my feelings"
he lied to himself; to everyone around him.
I've always tried to escape myself. Always
always
Just sit and listen to the stream
because
I'm too afraid to go back home.
I know I'll just drink and pack.
247 · Sep 2015
Trending.
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
I feel an immense amount of pressure
It's overbearing
It's scary
My anxiety rises.
When I trend.
So many people see my thoughts
I feel naked and exposed
247 · Dec 2018
Nostalgia?
Denxai Mcmillon Dec 2018
What is this feeling?
Crafted from boredom,
Locked behind alcohol,
Woven into lyrics,
and mixed with sorrow,
regret
and
joy.

Outdated points of view
resting,
heavy,
on my mind.

But,
What am I without you?
I miss you all.
I miss the times.
Live well,
Grow strong,
Be loved
My friends from beyond time's grip.
246 · Sep 2015
Burned bridges
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
I find an unbelievable amount of solace in the fact that he makes you happy.
I also know that I was cut off.
Yes, it hurts.
No, I won't reach out.
I'm setting my sights on California
Nothing else
No one else.
244 · Apr 2015
Four words 3
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
You, are my home.
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
Queen sized beds are dumb
My queen isn't here tonight
So it's just a bed

In search of your warmth
This bed stretches forever
So much for my rest.
240 · Apr 2015
Could.
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 May 2015
Cheers to an empty bed
And I'll drunkenly dream of when we woke up.
238 · Apr 2015
When I'm over you
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
When I'm over you
You'll probably look my way
Won't that be a shame

When I'm over you
I know that I'll be okay
But I don't want to

God, don't make me stop
Please don't burn the home you have
For what will not last
238 · Apr 2015
Rabbit, the longboard
Denxai Mcmillon Apr 2015
They say, "hardly knew, thee." A lot when someone dies.
I know you of all people know how much I like to perpetuate clichés.
It's true, though.
I hardly knew you.
Yeah, we'd climbed our hills
Sat for hours staring at the view,
And plummeted down again.
But as I was getting better you started to experience degradation.
I let you go for a day and you broke your nose.
And as I began to descend into madness again,
You took one final trip with me.
I'll miss you,
I'll remember you
And I'll cherish the freedom you gave me
To my, now broken, longboard. It saved my life. And now it's gone.
238 · Dec 2015
I'm sorry
Denxai Mcmillon Dec 2015
The difference in my poetry
and my reality
Is that I write when I'm angry
In reality I'm not as angry as I sound.
This is directed at my previous poem in which I made. The woman I love out to be who she isn't. She is wonderful too and for me.
237 · May 2015
10w 8
Denxai Mcmillon May 2015
Self-loathing is something I'm good at.
Don't make any better.
Denxai Mcmillon May 2015
I wish I had the heart to forget you
But no one catches my eye like you do
234 · Sep 2015
Plaster
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
If I'm being whole heartedly honest,
It's not that the future is bleak
It's not that I'm overwhelmingly sad
I just don't ******* care anymore.
All the people who are "there for" me
Are only there when I place the plaster mask on my face to hide my shame.
234 · Jul 2015
Candy crush
Denxai Mcmillon Jul 2015
Normally I'd be playing this game as if on auto-pilot.
Normally I'd laugh at you making a joke about my addiction but today is far from normal.
today I I'm playing with hopes of ebbing your absence.
Losing today seems a lot more frustrating that normal.
234 · Jun 2015
Untitled
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
I hope you're happy.
I hope he makes you smile.
I hope when you have fun it's honest
I hope when you look back you forget I ever exsisted.
You aren't going to be able to stop me from juggling knives anymore.
232 · Sep 2015
Diamond.
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
With enough time and pressure they say coal becomes diamond.
Too bad I'm not coal
I'm under the pressure of time
And a lot of time has passed
So, it's a shame I'm not coal.
232 · Aug 2022
Of mice and men
Denxai Mcmillon Aug 2022
Walking quick I pay no mind
Although your path I'd quickly find
230 · Sep 2015
Untitled
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
I'm so very lost
The days of my childhood in the house of God
are coming back to me in
waves as heavy as my baggage
My grandma says to fall to my knees and ask God for guidance
So I'll swallow my pride
Drop to my knees and beg God to bring back the woman I fell in love with
The person you used to be.
I haven't cried this hard in a long time
Work today is going to **** me
229 · Sep 2015
Submersible
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
I'll come and get you
I'll dip deep into the sea
I'll save you from the sea.
Hold your breath, just a bit longer.
I'm coming to get you.
I've been that deep in the sea.
I'll come get you in my submersible.
For my best friend who is drowning, I'll be right there. I promise.
227 · Sep 2015
Alcoholism
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
I drink because liquor is the only thing consistent in my life. It's there when I'm happy and when I'm sad. I drink because when no one wants to listen I can spill my thoughts to my drunk and lonely self and I can listen to myself talk without judgement. Alcohol is the only thing that makes me feel like I'm not alone. Because my friends are always too busy to listen to how broken I am.
226 · Jul 2015
4w
Denxai Mcmillon Jul 2015
4w
Wesley, remember your place.
The little reminders to ourselves
226 · Jun 2015
4w
Denxai Mcmillon Jun 2015
4w
What's left to say?
226 · Jul 2015
Luck.
Denxai Mcmillon Jul 2015
Oh, a very lucky man, am I.
To be the one with which her heart resides.
A broken boy,
With fears to match the size of my feet, which are large.
I am a silver.
I thought no rhyme could be placed on me.
But she is my slant.
Oh, a very lucky man, am I.
225 · Sep 2015
Freedom.
Denxai Mcmillon Sep 2015
I will prevail over this sadness.
I will pretend I never loved you.
Scratch that
I never did love you.
I've never loved anything.
And I don't hate anyone
I have no feelings for anything.
Whomever said numbness was a fault better look at me.
I'm perfect.
I'm free
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