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Montay Henson Feb 2018
Heavy winds push me into the sea
High waters try to capsize me
I adjust my sail, travel closer to the storm
Looking out at it, I she isn't the norm
I know that this hurricane is made for me
The hurricane washes away all my doubts
It forces me to face my fears and dream about
All the things that could be with me and her
I know she doesn't mean to drench me
As I approached her first
She's trying her best to be a subtle rain
But I see it, she's a hurricane just the same
I don't fear her powerful gust
I know advancing for her is a must
I can her eye is fully just
And when she gazes on me
I know I can't give up
Montay Henson Apr 2017
I've seen this one angel hanging in town
she dances and sings and spreads happiness around
she's kind and funny and unique
She bathes me in light every time we meet
She grips my hand and walks with me down the street
this angel isn't mine, but she knows what I need
she knows my angles and shows them to me
she read the lines that I am hiding closely
she heats me up and melts me slowly
She brings  the light when the night is lonely
And when I look at her eyes I swear they're glowing
I know they're knowing I can see her probing
It's not easy hiding from these angles she's bringing
I want to speak, but the words are tainted
My brain is jumbled and my thoughts scream faintly
I know I'm being a selfish brat
Is it my fault that I can be myself with you?
Is my my fault that your essence is addicting?
what angle do I need to see to see you being an angel over just me?
Haven't made anything in a long time, something happened recently that made me need a release of my feelings and thoughts and well, here it is.
Montay Henson Oct 2013
When I dream of equality...what's that got to be?
Should my business only hire people that look like me?
I should buy a white slave and set them free-In some centuries
Then never trust their kind simply standing next to me
Even though my kind brought them from their land!
I wont lift my feet when they need a hand!
I mean who do they think I am?
The descendant of the people who owned them?
Or that I'm living on stuff they built?
How dare they try and throw this guilt?
I'll never trust them publicly or expect them to be close to me
How tragic they cannot behave civilly- Just like me
They say my money is stained in blood
And I cringe when I hear them sling this mud
I mean I don't get anything for free!
Always screaming take some responsibility
Is it my fault all the owners look just like me?
We all believe in equality so go build your own   economy!
Montay Henson Jun 2012
Close your eyes my love
You needn’t see this
I’m falling apart at the seams
And begging for a kiss
It was all from a wish inspired by our last names
We can’t fight them all, we will die in vein
So please ****** my ghostly guise
I have no means which to deceive your eyes
And I can’t let them meet mine
I need you to not witness
As my broken heart diminishes
And the being you knew vanishes
Criticism always not only welcomed, but greatly desired.
Montay Henson Mar 2012
Grim Raven- vaunt at the right time
To salvage my corpse from my last lie
I honored my fractured vision
And forgot my righteous mission  

I played imprudently with demons
Brewing many wagers with the abyss
I slipped at the cap ‘sheaf of madness
And was beset by my fellow hellions

They all want me to help them
And can’t see that I’m a weapon
It’s obligatory I’ll eventually explode
I’m sorry this was never my goal
Montay Henson Mar 2012
The people, they smile
The evil they seek
The Guard, He cries
The secret he keeps
The King, he laughs
The people are fools
The God, he sleeps
Caring not what to do
The guard steps aside letting in the dogs
And the pain has arrived
The land falls apart
The lives all gone to waste
The god spits
trying to get rid of the foul taste...
Montay Henson Feb 2012
Feel the sun heat my very essence
Some how my love is still here
I thought i left it...
In that other life and that different body
When I wasn't the only one trying to stop me,
Back when the glass was new
Now all my pieces are stuck tight with glue
I know it's my fault for giving you a key
Never thought it would lead to this breaking
My heart, I hear it and I am sad
I cant let it out, it gets broken to fast
I guess that's what i get for being made of glass
C&C; Please!
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