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Montay Henson Feb 2012
I know ****** is a step to far
And yea i got jealous in that bar
But i need you to drown all my love
Set blaze to the angels far above
That sang the first time i saw you
Crazy is the lengths the heavens have gone
to Just to see me fail
Building me higher and higher
Knowing i wouldnt prevail
But as my blood runs dry and my face goes pale
I pull enough strength together to go away
And my breath is dust as i try one more confession
Well its over no more stressin
You find your love and send back good news
And if you find it then ill know its true
Montay Henson Feb 2012
Please don't do it
I am ugly and show you my outer roughness
You peel my first layer and reveal a little of my inner self
your gaze burns my fragile skin
you continue peeling
getting deeper
I defend myself, but it makes you cry
It pains me to see your tears
But I must protect my self
i can't reveal my feelings
your finger warm on my bare skin
and you dig your nail and begin to peel
my last layer sheds with ease
and finally my core is there
you see my true self and do not flee
I finally understand why, you love me enough
that you'll always stay with me...thank you!
Montay Henson Feb 2012
I was covered in the mud of depression
buried in the river of sorrow
hidden from the truth for so long
taught to just lay around
do nothing
and became a part of the sad category
Known as the rejected
till she came along
and saw my inner beauty
she shined me up
oh, and what a shine it was
I glowed with life and love
and finally had a belonging
until she found another muddy rock to shine up
and put me in the box with all of her other shiny rocks
I was now a slave to her love
another fool to be tricked
by her mastery
I was am no longer a reject I now belong to a different category
I now belong to the.......heart broken
Montay Henson Feb 2012
I hear the empty songs of my people
I recall a sense of imprisonment
Their will power whipped from their very bodies
and the strength they had, used to work to stay alive
such terrible deeds, such awful sins
all for greed and laziness
the oppression of a race
and the birth of a country
I remember..... oh yes very well
I remember the birth of this great country
built by a broken people

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