Poetry by Taylor

Loving people is scary
I love to much 
And I love to many

Loving people hurts alot 
Like letting go 
of all the rot

Bandages don’t hurt to put on
But they hurt to pull off
So I just let my wounds bleed and scab
And I pick them till their numb

I pull out my own hair 
So that I don’t twist it thinking of them
I scratch my own back
So I don’t need to ask for help

But I can’t eat my own pussy