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Taylor Aebischer Jul 2018
light shines into the dark window
i think i finally see the purpose
hands that were meant to glorify
turned into hands that instead sinned

contemplativeness i am becoming
just a cycle of useless thought
could i ever break free i wonder
maybe one day i’ll see that light again
Purposefully did not capitalize anything for effect. I can grammar, trust me.
Taylor Aebischer Jun 2018
I take a glance at your face,
And my heart ups the pace.
Nothing keeps me saddened-
When I see your eyes.
There is nothing I could possibly despise-
When I see your beauty.

All I want is someone who understands me,
Someone who hears my silent plea.
My invisible heart strikes at my feelings,
And I feel like I need a shoulder to cry on.

When I think of you,
I stop feeling used.
My heart almost speaks for me,
And my cheeks turn rose red.
All I want is someone to help me,
Dig me out of this hole I've dug.

I trend softly with my head hung,
Screaming without a sound.
If only you knew,
Then I'd stop feeling blue.
All I want is you.
This poem was written in 2014 about a girl I had liked in 8th grade at the time. Unfortunately, she didn't like it.
Taylor Aebischer Jun 2018
Red in the eyes,
charging towards me.
This life has thrown many an obstacle,
but I always manage to move the cloth,
to attract it in a different direction.

I scave it off with a taunt,
hoping to delay the disaster.
Yet somehow it keeps running,
headlong in my direction,
ready to plow right through me.
Wrote this poem earlier this week. Uses the analogy of the bull to show how life throws its struggles at me.

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