Poetry by Taylor

I know it’s not romantic, I don’t look pretty when I cry I know it’s not sexy as blood drips down my thigh I know it hurts to see someone you love look just like me Messy hair, unbrushed for days, bags under their eyes for every hour awake, red swollen lips from crying all…

I can’t write you a poem Because the words start to flow But all over the place, all over the page, too quickly for me to know And all these different times Show me how hard I find To write about my love for you Because it is just too much to do To love…

What do you think is going to happen To everyone who calls and is left waiting for 5-10-20 minutes Who feel like even a hotline is not even there to help Who have pushed themselves to dial But can’t push themselves to wait I needed you, and not even you could take the weight Taylor…

I’m telling myself don’t do it You’re worth it in this world But I never feel like I’m included I just feel like an extra girl I don’t want to be lying On my sheets stained in my blood But that pain is oh so tempting Get me away from these feelings They are always…

Ink to paper like blade to skin Paper to document like the tears running off my chin Document to blog Like a therapy session Taylor – this is my therapy, writing and then editing and then posting to you all to read

I wish I wasn’t scared of walking alone In the dark, trying to get home I wish I could say we are in a better world But every time a drunk man walks by I try to act really bold And really strong and really angry Like there’s nothing that could stop me But he…