Sunkisses can turn to burns
Water glissens can cause concerns
because too much and your drowning
wet and hot and burnt
But isnt pain and pleasure to die for
so many lessons to learnTaylor
Everything is better…
or so it seems.
So why do you still haunt me in my dreams?
Why are you here…?
There was no invitation.
There is no motive.
there is no reason for this party.
So… what do I do now?
Where do I go?
Because it seems you’re always following me
down every little hole.Taylor
Stop asking if Im oka
Stop asking if Im okay
With not enough time
To clear out my head
I have a few words to respond with
All of them mean Im Fine
But Im not ,but your not asking that
What are you asking?
Am I capable of tucking it away today?
Can you act okay for now?
For the two seconds your giving me to answer
If you asked that, when I could open up
maybe you would see now why Im keeping my mouth shut
I didn’t mean to break your heart
I can still see the pain I caused
Everyone said I was a keeper
Its not your fault I ran away
I just hope that someone will make you happy again
Id much prefer my heart broken than to break someones. And its one of the things that hurts is that although I know I had to do it, I hurt someone… all I ever want to do it help people but someone got close and I ended up hurting them…
Tripping over reality
Or under it
And seeing the unseen
What we cannot observe through the naked eye
Not even with enhanced vision
Unlocking corners of our mind
Observing a collision
Between reality and something else
But what is the something else that remains unseen
And will there come a day where it can beTaylor
One more night
Ignore the thoughts just for tonight
I can feel your attraction to the blade, to your nails, to the pain
And I’m asking you:
Can you wait one more day?
For you, your friends and family
For someone who will break if they see the fresh slits, bruises and blood
Im not asking, Im telling you
You are going to wait this one night out
You only have to do one thing…
Read this againTaylor
Fingertips on skin
Like faulty wires
But beware for flammable items
For they can clearly catch alight
But sometimes they dont look flammable
And we mistake objectifying for dirty talk
Mistaking possessiveness for lust
And controlling for in love
Like a pool of gasoline
The wire is engulfed in flames
Not possible to escape with out burns
Burns on your heart
So the next connection you make
You may be the one to break
But I hope you atleast learnt to keep yourself safe
And keep the flammables awayTaylor
A poem about toxic relationships, how the magic that love, caring, and sex has is wonderful but with bad people (flammable people) it becomes overwhelming and toxic.
She has a sparkle in her eyes
Her cheeks rosy and glistening
She has full pink lips singing the words to their song
Screaming their favourite part
Black running down her face
Scratches on her head
Her heart aches
But it aches for himTaylor
Wish I could say this depicted me, but it doesn’t. That is why this is nearly completely about images, and colours instead of feelings. Maybe one day I could write this from a personal emotional perspective but I would have to go through it to write about it
And I fall sometimes
Or am I just flying
It feels like Im dying
Every problem off my shoulder
Am I gliding? Surviving?
Or will I hit the ground in a crash
I never know how far down I’ll go
Before my wings open up again
But Im scared that one day they wontTaylor