READ MY POEMS
I WRITE MY OWN ORIGINAL POEMS THAT DEALS WITH MY OWN PERSONAL LIFE (I HOPE YOU ENJOY)
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THE WAY I WANT YOU By Chris Taylor
I wish i could stare into silence
When i look into your eyes.
But all i see is violence
In your deep hidden disguise.
You beat me up inside
When you take me by the heart.
Cause the way i want to have you i can,t,
And thats tearing me apart.
But i know you could heal me and take away the pain.
Being without your love is driving me insane.
A girl like you doesn,t pop into my life everyday
I feel like your the only one who could make me feel so safe.
What if I love you?
Are you ever gonna let me in?
Are you gonna love me back?
Are you gonna be my friend?
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NOT HAPPY HERE By Chris Taylor
The people here are so strange.
And they make me feel like im mentally deranged.
Why do i have to conform to their ways?
Individuality used to be a good thing back in the day.
Must i be a member of a group to move on?
Any sign of life in this town seems to be gone.
Nobody here is better than me.
So why do they all act like they all have a piece in God's tree?
Losing the good parts about me is what i fear
That's more apparent now cause im not happy here
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TIME By Chris Taylor
The moments we spend together are like romance
But we have never really met
I feel like we need patience
But we arent giving each other a chance
I keep trying to escape my real self
But i cant
Is meeting you real or fantasy?
My feelings are real can't you see?
I feel like my soul is dead
Can you hear me crying?
We,ve lost all that is good now
And i feel like Dying
The tribulations of my life have gotten to me
But in your mind i will die you see
I will just be a faded memory
Someday I will remember you
But in TIME i will remember what we could have been
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(UNTITLED)
Insane as it,s been
I,ve longed through this pain
I cant understand
Why I must feel this way
Why must i act so different
To not be rejected?
must i be like a robot copying everyone
(not being Myself) just to be accepted
I don,t have to prove nothing to no one
And if they don,t like me fine
They wont get to know what a great guy I am
But they are the ones that have to wake up with themselves so miserable and unkind.
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PEOPLE UP HERE By Chris Taylor
People up here make my life seem small.
They don,t have to go through the places ive been.
They act like they are high and tall like some- brainiac know it all.
Instead it makes them look like they are age ten.
I wonder what I could give them to make them happy now.
A piece of knowledge in my brain?
For their prize performance they should take a bow.
Cuase they always make it rain.
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