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Taylor Link Mar 2015
Let me wash over you
Like waves unto the shore
The foundation of your soul
Is pallid and dry
Let me fill you deep with color
Taylor Link Mar 2015
Being with you is easy,
It’s like f
                 a
                      ll
                           ing asleep.

And it's only after I’ve woken up,
That I realize I’ve even fallen.
It's no wonder they call it "falling" down and "falling" in love.
They both feel like you're going to die.
Taylor Link Mar 2015
I want to kiss every inch of you until all your pain has melted into deep pools of blue in your eyes that haunt me when I'm sleeping the days away wishing you could have loved me like I loved you wore blue the first time we met.

Now, I wear blue all the time.
Taylor Link Mar 2015
I am a puzzle.
But not in the way that I am baffling,
confusing, or hard.
I am a puzzle,
and like any puzzle i've ever come across,
there are pieces bent, and missing.
There are so many pieces of me,
owned by so many different people,
because they take them when they leave.
And now I am  everywhere.
Everywhere, and nowhere.
At the bottom of their drawers,
and under their beds.
At the back of their bookshelves,
a notch on their bedpost.

And each time they leave,
I put myself back together with the pieces I have left.
But I'm scared that one day,
there won't be enough.
Taylor Link Mar 2015
Everything is loud
It's like someone's turned up the volume
And life is up as loud as it can be
My heart pounds out of my chest
And onto the floor
My hands are blue and purple and green and yellow and white
Because they're trying to be
Something they're not
Because being me, isn't good enough
The rest of me, follows suit
Taylor Link Feb 2015
I can see myself sitting
I am low against the ground
My body limp and listless
My cries, they make no sound
Who is this pathetic creature?
I ask now, in despair
She is the girl I never was
But suddenly, she's here
Now, this is where I leave her
This is where I turn away
Because I didn't like things I saw
When I met myself today
Taylor Link Feb 2015
You always find me when I'm alone.
When the rest of the world has gone to sleep, you run through the corridors of my mind.
I lay there, as you trample through my veins.
You charge up from my legs, to my arms, to the tips of my fingers.
You light me on fire and then you leave.

You never stay to watch me burn.
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