-
Healing
My nails are growing again Im not happy yet But Ive lost the habit of tearing myself apart because of it My body is healing It wont be the same But Ive started to love the history it has and holds Im growing, slowly, up towards the sun Lets hope a drought is not going…
-
See the future
I can see the future But I looked into the crystal ball and… Crack. It fills itself Black. I could see the future, Until I tried To see mine Taylor
-
sailor
Drowning in the sea As I see how far you have gotten I watch you sail into the sunset You may come across another storm But for now you are safe and warm You may have a few scratches and leaks But my god do you look beautiful As you rock side to side Stably…
-
Thank you
I just wanted to say how happy I am that I started this poetry blog, it has changed me not only as a writer but as a person. The positive feedback I have received has boosted me up on my worst of days and given me strength to keep on writing and to improve as…
-
I will be good
I’ll be good, one day. I won’t need to call you in tears crying about all the wasted years and how they were all for nothing. I won’t need to stack up the pills, or make sure there’s always something, pointy or sharp. I’ll be good, good enough to be able to laugh and not…
-
Living
Everyone is smiling, feeling great There is hair filling up the small amounts of space Bodies crashing into other bodies Sweat transferring like fingerprints and falling like rain And our voices, screams, shake the walls This is what it feels like to live and not just be alive. But our bodies will feel heavy, but…
-
A change
My legs are tired of walking as my mind is from running always running to and from one set of ideas, one mentality, one me But this is changing ever so quickly and now As I walk home from being out I am not sad about not being there anymore But I am happy that…
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Poetry by Taylor 