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Oct 2013 · 356
Sea sick
Wesley Miller Oct 2013
I don't see, yet I
know you do it.
Which on some levels
is just as worse.
Because then the
problem is like a secret.
HEAVY AND LOOMING.
Always when your around
It makes me sick
makes me not want
to see you, hear you, speak to you.
I feel like you're going to
infect me, *afraid to end
up like you one day.
Oct 2013 · 731
Solemn
Wesley Miller Oct 2013
The mountain looks cold from down
here, when will we reach the top?
Sooner is better than longer because
it's the long haul that kills you.
Walk, walk, walk the trips and traps
awaiting on the road to the peaks.

Before we get to the base we must
cross the river, steep banks and
rushing tides await you. How you
cross is up to you. Your face stares
at me through the water. It tears me
apart and rips into the voice.

As I sit at the steeps before the
mountain I look to the cold stone.
Forever unchanging, forever truth.
Nothing hides from its eternity, all
must hail to its glorious truth. It's then
when i realize i love you.
Oct 2013 · 510
The clock is an hour past.
Wesley Miller Oct 2013
Water falls and water drips,
melting away like acid on your brain.
Reality has changed,
no need to turn away.
accept and embrace
your life will never be the same
and she has changed.

The clock stops,
your mind drops,
working away.
No way to tell which day is today.
Monotony takes over,
your life is over.
The alcohol an pills are your personal jesus.
Take heed and take life
it's no way to live.

Break away and save the day.
abuse laying heavy on me.
no way to tell, which one died today.
make sure i go out with a bang.
Dec 2012 · 386
forgiveness
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
i woke up again this morning, thought about you
and quickly decided that i still hate you.
Dec 2012 · 326
done
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
I try to make it rhyme,
I try to make it click.
But i don't have
enough patience..
not even for this
Dec 2012 · 694
greed
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
I watch as the moon
drops it's drip-less venom
into the clouds,
poisoning the sky and
painting it's downs.

Tell me that it's over,
just stop, i can't watch.
She's eating herself,
swallowing herself from
the inside, burning my eyes.
Dec 2012 · 351
Bottom
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
The river drolls on
never stopping. Just rushing along.
Some stones stay stuck
in it's muddy bottom.
Others flow along with the current
never stopping to look back.
As sure as those stones,
stuck in the mud, protruding
from the chaos. They one
day too will be, either worn or washed,
and will plunge into the current
were they belong.
Dec 2012 · 351
source
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
lies, truth
fact, fiction

big, little
large, small

black, white
red, magenta

in the end none
of it's important...
   after all we are
          just animals
Dec 2012 · 259
Untitled
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
In a dream
i see her face.
It's almost like a movie scene.

Then i realize,
i had been
up this entire time.

What a relief!
If my mind could
dream something that
beautiful;
I'd never wake up.
Dec 2012 · 496
Shock and Awe
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
I look into your
cold stone face.
Looking for answers
all humanity has chased;
your solemn eyes,
they meet with mine.
You break apart
to let me inside;
i peer into the universal truth.
Complete chaos,
derelict and uncouth;
answers laid right
in the mouth of the cave.
Yet i can't understand
exactly what they say.
Then i know,
       some questions should
       never be answered.
Dec 2012 · 929
Passion
Wesley Miller Dec 2012
Time to burn,
      time to sing.
Look at me.
       I can do anything.
Aug 2012 · 520
Muse
Wesley Miller Aug 2012
She moves through my world
like a rose petal on a pond.
It pleasantly floats upon the
water as if it was floating above.
And the water is still... just
completely still as her reflection
dances across the night sky.
         Im in awe... im just a
rock sinking, sinking, sinking.
Aug 2012 · 475
Winter
Wesley Miller Aug 2012
I walk down a cold clouded
winter street. Pure silence.
Not a single house light
is on. Except One.
"Who could be up at
such an hour?" I slowly approach.

I peak inside and the house
is empty. Completely empty.
But then i see a man
sitting in a recliner, the only thing left.
And here He sits and wonders
all night in the dark, dim light.
Where have i gone wrong?

The cold nips at my feet but
curiosity warms them up quickly.
I wait. Wait and watch.
Silently from darkness.
He pulls out a picture from
his chair and now i know.
It's a women, the tears slowly and surely
stream down his face. Heart in ruin.
The life they built, no more.. gone in a single day

I turn and walk away. Away from my home
Here i leave my father alone. In his misery
I let him sit.
Aug 2012 · 484
Lost At Sea
Wesley Miller Aug 2012
Drifting and fading,
my will is negating.
My love is lost at Sea!

Waves so choppy
Something has stopped me!
Breaking down,
the rest had drown.

I looked at the light,
penetrating my blight.
My love has come for me.

— The End —