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She wouldn't notice if i was drunk
She wouldn't know if i was high
She wouldn't care if i had cuts on my thigh
She doesn't want me around
She wouldn't want me Dead or alive
So why wait till death while im alive
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Bake sale for equality
Power to the people
But its true nullity
Its not for all people
"You've heard the complaints...
Now its really happening"
Equality with which you must reacquaint
The irony is saddening
One dollar for man
75¢ for a lady
Aren't we all human
We seem divided lately
Im not a feminist
But i hope you don't mind
Im a humanist
I believe in all of man kind
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I hate most people
I'm not antisocial though
But they bring drama
Make no mistake friend
Some people i do adore
Some i would die for
Don't worry stranger
I'm actually friendly
If we had to meet
I'm just very shy
But I'm not antisocial
Maybe we should speak
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People are like gemstones...
Some more valuable than the next
Some more tranparent so you can see through them
Some are dark some are light
People are like gemstones...
All it takes is some bad situation for us to fall out of the ring or necklace we were in place in the thing we call home
And all it takes is someone tougher than us to scratch our skin and leave us flawed even more than we already were
We can be shattered by the pressure put on us whether we go to school or people around us expect too much
We are both judged on how beautiful we look and our value is set by the beauty of the inside and the out....
So i reiterate people...are like...gemstones
And some people see me as a beautiful emerald
Yet i, the emerald so to speak, was cast aside for what seemed like a pebble
And now whats left is green shattered fragments of what the emerald used to be that he fell out of what he thought was his secure place in the world and someone tried to fit a rock in its absent space...
Little did they know people like gemstones can't seemlessly replace one another we can be polished off when dirty but never will we be repaired when we shatter on the floor
People are like gems and i just want to shine brightly off of the woman who chooses me to have with her at all times.
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I wake up in a cold sweat
I can't catch my breath
I think back to when we met
My lungs collapse like death
My mind thinks of you as lost
My heart still endlessly searches
Without you i'm cold as frost
I accept you're gone and my heart lurches
The tears start to stream from my eye
I look at the pictures i have of you
The memory of your smile makes me want to die
I scream "oh please god don't let it be true"
The bitter sweet memories are all i hold
So tainted since you passed on
Your lovely words haunt my very soul
I load the gun; how could i ever go on
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Im petrified I'll fade away
Worried about being forgotten
Unseen as if i was in the shade
Walk around empty, hands in my pocket
I scream out for a friend
But either they're deaf or I've lost my voice
I constantly fear their love is pretend
Wondering if they would leave given the choice
I go to sleep at night lost
Maybe my "life" is the real dream
More of a nightmare where my negative beliefs are my boss
Nightmare where there's no way to leave
Terrified I'll die alone
And thoughts of an empty house
For you to remember me I'd carve my name into stone
And let you stay however long in my house
Theres a way I've coped with my fears
I surround myself with people hoping a few may stick
I let them confide in me their deepest fears
Hoping their care isn't just a dirty trick
Im less afraid around her
She opens me up as if i was having surgery
And of course she could leave, sure
But I'd be at square one... a beast so ornery
But my fears won't control me
Not athazagoraphobia
Not even my doubts though they are a vast sea
She will be my drug...my last pound of opium
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I see a flash in the sky bright as day and my skin tingles as i hear a crack in the midnight air knowing the white light of day will come around the storm that comes from the pitch black night.
As i watch the white streaks so perfectly crooked and bent I can't help but to feel dazed and entranced. I continue to stare and watch the darkened center shrink and dilate to show off the spectacular lightning that surrounds it and just as i feel my heart begin to slow I remember to breathe; another crack sounds and my heart jumps from my chest to stare at the beautiful show nature has left for me, transfixed we sit.
Another crack much fainter than before but still just as soothing yet heart racing. A rolling of thunder that makes me smile widely ear to ear until my face aches from fighting the smile.
Then in an instant she blinks and the beautiful white sunshine, the hypnotic lightning storm, and the dark core of the storm disappeared for an instant and she looks at me and asks "Are you ok? You look like you fell into a trance". For a moment im speechless then i mumble a quick "im alright, sorry about that" to the woman as i hear another 'cracking' as she says she has to go as she turns away rain starts to fall from a storm I can't see but i can feel the drops on my cheeks...she left and I didn't tell her how beautiful she is to me; lost in her eyes speechless and dumbfounded i want to chase after her and walk with her.
Every fiber of me praying to hear her rolling laugh on my ears see her bright flashing eyes as i get lost in them to see the shell so beautiful which holds a soul ever more awe inspiring. It pains me to watch her go...
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My goal in life is to inspire
I want to leave my mark
To bring hope to those in need
It seems like I've come far in life
I am young, yes
And i know theres more to go
I'll be damned if i never helped anyone
Even if i only help one
Thats one more than some
I'm only 15 years of age
I have a long road ahead
But i still wish to inspire
Way i see it is what better way to make change
Than for it to start with the youth
Make them educated and witty
I do not claim to be smart
Quite the contrary in fact
But nonetheless i will speak fluently with power in my throat
Every man has weaknesses
And every man has strengths
Together we cover the weaknesses with each others strength
I always listen to music with meaning
Because you can hear a song
But you feel the lyrics
I wish to inspire
Even if its only a single soul
I will leave my mark; no matter how small
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Have you ever woken up asking "whats the point"
Tired of daily life
Desperate for a change
Music doesn't seem to please anymore
Nights when sleep seems tiresome
Days that seem to never end
I just need a switch
Not necessarily something major
People's questions hit my ear drums exasperatedly
I have a dysphoric mood
Nothing seems to please me
Everything seems exhausting
People seem to be missing from my life
Just me and my insanity in this silent room
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My hands reach for her
While she wants someone else
Story of my life
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