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Taylor Poole Jan 2016
Love was once red,
But now it is dead.
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
I pretend to be okay,
But the truth is I'm far from it.
Life is so bizarre.
You always have to be up to par.

Even when you're trying to be yourself,
You're still being someone else.
Someone else shares your name,
And your style is the same.

When did different become alike?
Unique is now deceased.
When we think we're a leader,
In the end we're just a follower.
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
I hate everything you do to me.
I hate the way you look at me.
I hate the words you say to me.
I hate the way you love me.

I just want to escape you,
But I cant.
I find myself running back.
For some reason I love you.

So let's escape into hate.
Because I love the way I hate you.
This hate is passion,
And I can't get enough.
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
It consumes me.
I don't like it,
But I gave you my key.
This feeling throws me into a fit.

I hate other girls looking
I make up these scenarios in my head
I feel you have a plan cooking,
I cry alone in this bed.

I know you're good to me,
But I'm so broken.
This isn't how it's suppose to be.
I question every word that's spoken.

This feeling gets under my skin.
Please don't leave.
I just know the actions of other men.
It's so hard to believe.

This jealousy is me.
I'm sorry.
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
These tears I cry,
You will never dry.
Goodbye to your lies.
Now you get to watch our love die.
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
I stare in the mirror at this girl,
A girl who's lost her way.
I sit here, my mind in a swirl.
But weirdly I'm okay.

I look at the empty pill bottle,
And I know death fills me.
I'm empty like that bottle.
I know heaven may reject me.

I couldn't handle all the pains.
I'm weak.
The pills poisoning my veins.
A better place is what I seek.

These eyes watch me die.
I'm not afraid.
Actually I can't lie.
I'm very afraid.

Maybe this wasn't the best,
Maybe there was a chance for me.
Maybe it was all a test.
But now it's too late for me.

There's no saving me.
Taylor Poole Jan 2016
I try so hard to be the best,
But it seems my best is trouble.
I find myself making the same mistakes.
I tell myself no, but I lose control.

God are you still listening?
Have you given up on me?
Or am I giving up on myself?
The void in my heart is getting worst.

I'm surrounded by people,
But not by light.
Is heaven out of my reach,
Or is it too late?

All these questions,
Filling my head.
I reach out,
But nothing is there.

I don't want to live this way.
Save me from my mind.
Slipping away into insanity,
Are you there?

Am I worth saving?
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