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Permission To Hate Myself

A Poem by Ben Taylor

how do I explain thatI'm happiest when happiness is out of reach?when you're distantand clearly don't want me there,I can finally breathe -you don't n..

Low Point

A Poem by Ben Taylor

When I take a deepbreath,let my lungsexpand and pause,I remember beingyoungand beinghappy,and before Ican exhale,I am crying,sobbing intomy nothings,f..

Telescopic Traveler

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I am stretched thin by velocity,accelerated to dizzying speeds.A streak of consciousnesshurling through the cosmos,tears evaporating in the vacuumto f..

Companions

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The sun is warm,and the wind is cold.It unravels sweatersand new haircuts,cool fingers caressingwhat they find underneath,wicking away the sweatand fr..

Stretched

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I've never wanted to relocate,I've only ever wanted to leave.The thought of unhooking everyweight threaded through my skin,of evaluating who and what ..

Disassociated for Days

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I am diffused,spread out particleshanging above my own head,glittering mites sparklingin the fresh morning sun.A cloud of smoker's cough,a mist of s**..

to do list 2:37 AM

A Poem by Ben Taylor

there's nothing to writebecause im not fighting anynotable demonstonight.im wiping tearsfrom my thumbs andelbows,but its just allpart of the process.i..

i awoke, gasping for air

A Poem by Ben Taylor

sunlight trickles throughthe morning mist asspring stretches herdew-dropped arms,reaching for the warmthwe have all been deniedthese past months.i am ..

The Bad Ex

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I always assumedbad people had bad intentions,that one could not accidentallywaltz through the gates of hell.But apparently, here I am.I wanted desper..

coming into focus

A Poem by Ben Taylor

if it was my faultthen holy fucki am so sorry.i tried sososo goddamn hard.so if it was my fault.i am so f*****g sorry.i turned everythingin your direc..