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Dried out flowers
The dried out flowershanging from a stringare still upside down.The synthetic string somehow stillholds on to the less than beforeVolumeLess than before LifeMore than before beautyWhy are you more beautiful dead to me?Why do I like the look of the fact that no matter how much I water you, you will never grow again.No matter…
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trigger
I sometimes loose control of my body My hands smack into my head repeatedly My eyes water with no end My heart rushes and bangs through my chest This can be caused when I have strong feelings that my brain can’t process. I wanted to sleep for hours and I couldn’t I wanted to feel…
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A woman
I’m a broken woman Contradictory Strong yet broken So much to give but not able to My mouth is shut by my own hands I was never pinned down But always told not to speak up To sit straight, with my legs crossed Because who knows who would peer up
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I don’t even know what to think
Out of sight out of mind Close the door out of line Why did you say that What the fuck that’s not nice That’s not the way u treat guys That’s a good joke You’re joking right Hahahaha wait is it a joke Or was it what I just said Am I wrong or is…
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You can’t ask a broken person To believe your words with no actions With contrary reactions With promises unkept You can’t ask me to believe that you love me When what I want is just hug me All I need is a friend I can’t feel loved if you leave me I can’t feel loved…
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Lifeless
I wasn’t ready for you Like a bird that can’t yet fly How could I teach you to Lifeless Drained of all my strength Drained of life Lifeless Is how I was left But I’m back And I’m teaching myself how to fly So one day you will too And I’ll be soaring through the…
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WHO?
I dont believe anyone ever knows who they areBut yet everyone around me feel so set in stoneLike their quirks and habits will never changeEven if they do, they themselves stay the same.So why do I, does me, feel so uncertain?Like clay cracking every dayPieces lost, fillers found, finding ways to be enoughWays to still…
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Poetry by Taylor 