Taylor Lane : Writing

pretty isn't beautiful

pretty isn't beautiful

A Poem by Taylor Lane


he isn't enough because he isn't you
struck

struck

A Poem by Taylor Lane


the thought strikes me as though it were a bat
you can't call me amazing

you can't call me amazing

A Poem by Taylor Lane


you can't call me amazing. you can't look me in the eyes. you cannot squeeze my arm and wait for me to whisper hi.
for answers i will wait forever

for answers i will wait forever

A Poem by Taylor Lane


waiting on answers that may never come.
for I am just me

for I am just me

A Poem by Taylor Lane


it fails not because of circumstance but because i am not enough
entwined

entwined

A Poem by Taylor Lane


will you release her hand, if it means holding mine?
Here we are, both questioning yet

Here we are, both questioning yet

A Poem by Taylor Lane


not sure where to turn. stuck but unwilling to quit
my weapon of protection

my weapon of protection

A Poem by Taylor Lane


a pen can be much more than that, a tool, a weapon, a savior
long sleeves

long sleeves

A Poem by Taylor Lane


his hidden past may just be a match for my hidden gaze
return to sender

return to sender

A Poem by Taylor Lane


your eyes stay on mine for a moment too long, and then i start to feel