Vienna

Many of those who are close to me know me as a writer. It's something I enjoy to do, mostly for myself. I've never really openly shared most of my work because I just considered it not that great, or personal- I didn't want to hear if people didn't like it. But then I began to realize, that I'm Taylor. And I'm awesome. And I've never been caught up in what people think too much. So, here is one recent work that I wrote and that I would like to share with all of you. Let me know what you think. On my bucket list, one reads- Publish a book. I never said it couldn't be a book of poetry. I think I'll try my hand at this, gather up what I've got done, and see what comes of it.

“Vienna”

You are absolutely beautiful.

From your glacier blue eyes to those vibrant red lips,

Your auburn brown hair to your sassy swag hips;

Your smile is as big as your spirit

The conversation with you always comes naturally,

You are easy to talk to and easy to laugh with, actually,

The most fun person I think I know.

The innermost person to me you show,

Open minded and fair-

A heart bigger?

There is none to compare.

But one thing I see,

One thing that shouldn’t be..

The hurt.

When you talk about home, when you talk about her.

The pain.

I’ve been there before.

That ugly scar screams wildly,

Like a fire beneath those bushy blue eyes

And betrays the words streaming out of your mouth.

If it were possible, I would be tears in your eyes

Just to help wash the pain out, to let you cry

Pain from all of those lies, told by all of the guys

Who smashed your heart, tore it apart

Into bitter pieces of one giant art.

If I could be glue, I’d pour into you.

I’d mold the holes, remake the breaks

Turning you back into you.

Because you are a very special one indeed.

As a human, no one should ever feel so broken and alone

Or unable to be happy in your very own home.

You’re beautiful beyond reason,

Surprise grace more standard than seasons.

You deserve pure happiness

And someone who is going to love you

As much as you love them.

I only wish that I could be him.