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Tabitha Mar 2020
how do I write when I have nothing to say?
words evade me
but still, my mind swirls with ideas
my fingers itch for something to type
but communication was never my strong suit
how can I type the things I cant say?  
how do I write about nothing
in a creative way?
it's hard to write
Tabitha Dec 2019
I can feel a storm coming
But there is nowhere to go
Waves of rain wash over me
And I melt away

As the waters rise, I find I can no longer breath
I’m drowning, and no one will save me
My lungs craving air like a glutinous beast
My hands grasping at the fading light
As if it was an angel coming to save me
But gods grace cant reach me here
And I hit the bottom

The storm has cleared
And now, I stand
The water up to my knees
I see now that I was drowning myself
Tabitha Dec 2019
Today I did what I always do
Nothing for something
The clock ticks by slowly
When will the bell ring?
Guess ill waste my time
today
Tabitha Dec 2019
I guess this is writer’s block
Without my words, I am cornered
My thoughts closing in on me  
I am losing the battle
Should I surrender?
I'm trying
Tabitha Nov 2019
I feel as though I was meant to die
I was born with a hole in my heart
A sign from God that I wasn't meant to love,

Breath,

Cry,

Or live

I was born to die like we all are
But I accept my fate

In such a short time I have lived too long  
God gambled with my life
And now I am here
Suffering
while wining

Pay me to breath
Give me something worth my soul
Trade me to death
Let him have his way
I will die in his cold embrace
And suffer no more
I have lived too long
Suffering
While wining
fun fact I was born with a hole in my heart, don't worry I'm fine now and the hole has closed.
Tabitha Nov 2019
The hallway
endless
Dark
dusty
We had worked towards this moment for so long
We knew that anything could happen
I couldn’t see you but I knew you were behind me
Still, I was scared to lose you  
“What will happen?”

“Who knows, have we ever known?”

I wish that you would have the answers
But I know the future will always be cloudy
Why do I have to lead the way
“Will we win this, did we do enough?”

“I think we did all we could but is winning the only goal?”

You right
I just want to be happy
Wining won’t guarantee that
How will I be happy?
“I think I wanna be happy”

“So what are you going to do?”

I don’t think I have ever known what I am doing
I’m lost and you are lost with me
We can’t win
But we try
And I think that’s all we can do
If not then what do we have to show?
Maybe that’s all I can do
Maybe this is where the hallway ends
“So please don’t leave me”
I wrote this about a marching band competition, and a conversation I had with the senior behind me. I was really nervous and this was the last time I would perform with the seniors before they left, so i wrote this poem in my head on the way to the field.
Tabitha Nov 2019
What does it mean to grow up?
To get tall, Maybe?
No, more like to accept.
To not just see a person suffering,
But to put yourself in their shoes
To see the world through their eyes
To switch your lenses and adapt to the forever changing world
Only then do you really grow up
Only then do you understand
What it means to change
Without ever really changing
by: Tabitha Taylor
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