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taylor kathleen Sep 2020
my chest is tired from carrying the weight
my eyes are tired from holding the tears
my gut is tired from possessing the feelings
my mind is tired from analyzing the thoughts

a constant cycle of not being wanted
from the home
from the school
from the military
from the family

i cannot seem to find my place.

the lingering sensation of death lurking
because to be gone would be simple
plain and simple
the nothingness seems more inviting than
the home
the school
the military
the family

the tears streak my cheeks falling upon a broken heart
how can i mend something that does not want me?
taylor kathleen Sep 2019
in a smidge over 120 days
everything is different,
a mind revolving in a love-struck craze
a tangible imprint.
thoughts encompass a double-sided street
where i typically drive one-way,
our bodies meet
and everything drifts away.
a sweet treat, antique mirror, tasty dish
reminding me of you
with each eyelash wish
everything came true.
honey you are my everything
the lyrics to my melody
making my heart sing
a completed harmony.
i love you.
taylor kathleen May 2019
i think that possibly
maybe
i’m falling for you
consistent surprises of joy
my happiness is true
because “we”
sounds better than
“you and me”
sweets,
i love you.
taylor kathleen Apr 2019
one shot
maybe two
kissing softly
my smile grew
a little cream
sugar and stir
those almond eyes
the way they look at her
sweetness
filled with energy
& making my heart race
there's not a care nor a worry
i like this feeling.
taylor kathleen Feb 2019
the surface is warm + inviting
i enter with utter ease
excitement
the small splashes against my shins
welcoming to an open space
new opportunities
gradually descending to the waist
engulfed by continuous events
one inch more
the chill on my naval
hairs slowly rise
while accomplishments fall
consumed by endless thoughts
collarbones disappear under foam
my eyes glimpse back at the shore
slowly drowning
all because i believed i could swim alone.
taylor kathleen Jan 2019
i can relate to you
an empty vessel
used by those who
seek your inner light
you can warm them
make them happy
shedding layers
piece by piece
cold hearts defrost
satisfaction is instantly gratified
soon they have what they want
and you're left exerting the final spark
until the flames dim
wood burnt
the coals still flicker
ashes and ashes
only you fall down
they leave
you stay
an empty vessel
i can relate to you
taylor kathleen Oct 2018
indulge in the "sweets"
yet your body becomes sour
the stomach and heart aches
controlling your mind
with intoxicating power
tastes so good
but only lasts a few hours
cravings return & alter the mood
you want more
he takes and takes and takes
this is what you asked for
do not wish for wholeness
when you only take a piece
those sweets are only temporary
and never seem to cease.
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