Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Stumble Off
The sound moves with quality,
Life- like maneuvers in full.
Half alive in the dark shadows,
Lightning moves through my skull.
Sticky violins scream for me,
Pleading for a quiet new song.
Measures full of despondent notes,
Faithfully wishing life wasn't so long.
Taylor A. Olson
Life- like maneuvers in full.
Half alive in the dark shadows,
Lightning moves through my skull.
Sticky violins scream for me,
Pleading for a quiet new song.
Measures full of despondent notes,
Faithfully wishing life wasn't so long.
Taylor A. Olson
Friday, August 13, 2010
Suite 9-oh-9
Kiss, kiss you flavor my wine
Sweet cherry, center of time
Theres a dog waiting by the door
Oh that dog, babe, loves his whore
Feel that wind licking the shore?
No, doll, that aint water no more
You're just in that liquid mode
Oh its your love breaking beauty code
Baby Brat in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
Its not enough to go off and act
You have to live to reveal some fact
Discover, my charmer, the world
What happens when time gets twirled
Doe acushla in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
You whistle as you smoke
Since when can you take a joke?
Sweet baby oh you ran wild
They held you too tight as a child
No more "vitamins" in the bath
No, girl, thats not your path
Those sleep terrors ignite your pain
Plenty of scares in the house of rain
Darling girl in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
All the time, You stay, You stay.
Darling girl in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisvile all the time.
Taylor A. Olson
Sweet cherry, center of time
Theres a dog waiting by the door
Oh that dog, babe, loves his whore
Feel that wind licking the shore?
No, doll, that aint water no more
You're just in that liquid mode
Oh its your love breaking beauty code
Baby Brat in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
Its not enough to go off and act
You have to live to reveal some fact
Discover, my charmer, the world
What happens when time gets twirled
Doe acushla in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
You whistle as you smoke
Since when can you take a joke?
Sweet baby oh you ran wild
They held you too tight as a child
No more "vitamins" in the bath
No, girl, thats not your path
Those sleep terrors ignite your pain
Plenty of scares in the house of rain
Darling girl in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
All the time, You stay, You stay.
Darling girl in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisvile all the time.
Taylor A. Olson
All The More
Empty dress all the more
revealing pain below the floor
quarters swimming in the sea
babe, you haven't rescued me
He goes there
He goes there all the more
He, He goes
He goes there
She knows the shadows lurking
She knows them all by name
Oh her baby isn't there
Oh baby don't subsist
Babe love me- miss me
All the more, while her
Love is going door to door.
Taylor A. Olson
revealing pain below the floor
quarters swimming in the sea
babe, you haven't rescued me
He goes there
He goes there all the more
He, He goes
He goes there
She knows the shadows lurking
She knows them all by name
Oh her baby isn't there
Oh baby don't subsist
He goes there
He goes there all the more
He, He goes
He goes there
She finds, She found it
touch, touch baby find me
He's on the sun as a spy
Control her she knows you
Be the lonely one, I'll show you
Don't give up the smother-cup
You know me, enough's too much
He owns her, Owns her only smile
Turn, turn, twist back time
I want to see that 1990 dime
He goes there
He goes there all the more
He, He goes
He goes there
Babe love me- miss me
All the more, while her
Love is going door to door.
Taylor A. Olson
Months as Waves
Trapped in a cage, lost at sea
No more here than there
No more alive than me
Situations depicted in black and white
Life encrypted with fear and spite.
Taylor A. Olson
No more here than there
No more alive than me
Situations depicted in black and white
Life encrypted with fear and spite.
Taylor A. Olson
Anxiety paired with pears
Constant worry leads to
Consuming life in whole chunks
Pieces dont fit well when it
Seems less and less real
More and more terrifying
Living day to day becomes
Uncharacteristically painful
The thorough humans
Could never quite grasp
Such a rare breed of life
Temperamental and contradicting
Of life itself, My being is such
A hypnotically obdurate creature
Taylor A. Olson
Taylor A. Olson
Consuming life in whole chunks
Pieces dont fit well when it
Seems less and less real
More and more terrifying
Living day to day becomes
Uncharacteristically painful
The thorough humans
Could never quite grasp
Such a rare breed of life
Temperamental and contradicting
Of life itself, My being is such
A hypnotically obdurate creature
Taylor A. Olson
Taylor A. Olson
Noticing Life for a while
My thoughts grind together
Processing all the things I notice.
What a beautifully morbid activity.
Sleepy sighs fall into weepy yawns
Usually oblivious to streets and windows.
Prop myself up on willow trees with bark
Touch is more than a feeling to the strangers.
Rooms turning gold in the morning
Never able to ignore the sun's stripping glow.
Nothing is wrong with quenching a thirst
Except when you're an insect piercing skin.
Taylor A. Olson
Processing all the things I notice.
What a beautifully morbid activity.
Sleepy sighs fall into weepy yawns
Usually oblivious to streets and windows.
Prop myself up on willow trees with bark
Touch is more than a feeling to the strangers.
Rooms turning gold in the morning
Never able to ignore the sun's stripping glow.
Nothing is wrong with quenching a thirst
Except when you're an insect piercing skin.
Taylor A. Olson
Halves of glass in holes
You can crawl in through my eyes
Creep up through my lashes
Make your way into
The empty cavity
Past the ghosts of thoughts
All the way to the back
Get rid of the dirt and mud
Then please remove the bits
Glass in the interior of my skull
Taylor A. Olson
Creep up through my lashes
Make your way into
The empty cavity
Past the ghosts of thoughts
All the way to the back
Get rid of the dirt and mud
Then please remove the bits
Glass in the interior of my skull
Taylor A. Olson
Vomit and tears
I wish you could have found a way, a way through me.
I wish there would have been a way to make you see.
I'm disappointed in how far back, how far back i'm slipping.
I had been doing so well for a while. Even this shows
I dont have the strength to keep down the bile.
Taylor A. Olson
I wish there would have been a way to make you see.
I'm disappointed in how far back, how far back i'm slipping.
I had been doing so well for a while. Even this shows
I dont have the strength to keep down the bile.
Taylor A. Olson
Defragmenting My Drive
Fragments of me are spread all around town
Some are even stuck on you.
These missing pieces are
the reason i've become so lost.
If i tried to find them I would just lose more.
I cant even comprehend my thoughts,
distractions come in more clear.
How could i expect you to understand?
Taylor A. Olson
Some are even stuck on you.
These missing pieces are
the reason i've become so lost.
If i tried to find them I would just lose more.
I cant even comprehend my thoughts,
distractions come in more clear.
How could i expect you to understand?
Taylor A. Olson
Winter touch
Dead, I look like a zombie
I feel so morphed and sick
Lost and nonexistent
I am an empty shell
Steel boned and hallow
Taylor A. Olson
I feel so morphed and sick
Lost and nonexistent
I am an empty shell
Steel boned and hallow
Taylor A. Olson
Lung Virus
The cough clambers,
Crawling up my throat
So aggravating
Always sick, never fixed.
Taylor A. Olson
Crawling up my throat
So aggravating
Always sick, never fixed.
Taylor A. Olson
One's and Zero's Among Two hundred
My bad days drown me
in my skin and bones
zero problems is wrong
not until there is nothing
I am already alone
Just the one missing
this misshapen piece
that never fit into the puzzle
the one that you created poorly
too fragile to last very long
will you ever come to visit me
in the lonesome quarters of your life?
Taylor A. Olson
in my skin and bones
zero problems is wrong
not until there is nothing
I am already alone
Just the one missing
this misshapen piece
that never fit into the puzzle
the one that you created poorly
too fragile to last very long
will you ever come to visit me
in the lonesome quarters of your life?
Taylor A. Olson
Ropes of gold and scissor teeth
I'm so torn, a taught rope
being stretched so thin
faking, living in this skin
this is not a life, this is a lie
key is green, no one sees me
I'd like to choose when i die.
Taylor A. Olson
being stretched so thin
faking, living in this skin
this is not a life, this is a lie
key is green, no one sees me
I'd like to choose when i die.
Taylor A. Olson
A poem of Taylor defining herself
Taylor is my name, or so i've been told.
I'm only a little insane and scare myself daily
My thoughts are strange, many compacted into blocks
Blocks turn into blockades, blood disintegrates the jam
Many days I'm suspended in weird dream like states.
*Wrote this before being diagnosed with Depersonalization disorder triggered by anxiety. I am not in a period of this disordered state, but my anxiety remains.*
Taylor A. Olson
I'm only a little insane and scare myself daily
My thoughts are strange, many compacted into blocks
Blocks turn into blockades, blood disintegrates the jam
Many days I'm suspended in weird dream like states.
*Wrote this before being diagnosed with Depersonalization disorder triggered by anxiety. I am not in a period of this disordered state, but my anxiety remains.*
Taylor A. Olson
Food and Teeth
The cracks fill with blood
lick it out.
Tastes like you wanted: bad,
Punishment for your sins.
Taylor A. Olson
lick it out.
Tastes like you wanted: bad,
Punishment for your sins.
Taylor A. Olson
The sitting car and her cardboard beauty
Ghosts wrap themselves around me
they lick my eyes and smell my hair
press their sticky fingers to my mouth
tastes like deceit and chamomile
they come for me always, with bells
on their eyes chiming as they take me in
more transparent than before, making
their cracked lips curl into deleterious smiles.
Taylor A. Olson
they lick my eyes and smell my hair
press their sticky fingers to my mouth
tastes like deceit and chamomile
they come for me always, with bells
on their eyes chiming as they take me in
more transparent than before, making
their cracked lips curl into deleterious smiles.
Taylor A. Olson
Blame Faults
Panting and sweaty
I ran that far for you
Even though we're through
I'm so empty, how do you feel?
You burrow through me
Like i'm just a candle
Good waxy fun, melty
lessons taught under the sun.
Taylor A. Olson
I ran that far for you
Even though we're through
I'm so empty, how do you feel?
You burrow through me
Like i'm just a candle
Good waxy fun, melty
lessons taught under the sun.
Taylor A. Olson
Third day's the charm
I'm dead tired
I'm dead weak
I'm dead wired
Have an itch in the back of my throat
hold it back for just a minute
cough up shells and feel it
over and under the limit
Taylor A. Olson
I'm dead weak
I'm dead wired
Have an itch in the back of my throat
hold it back for just a minute
cough up shells and feel it
over and under the limit
Taylor A. Olson
November has my body
Those cute lacerations
that connect my pretty bones
are the small roots created to
promote my brilliant strength.
The wicked seeds you've planted
distract me from the pooling
of blood in my pink mouse stomach.
Taylor A. Olson
that connect my pretty bones
are the small roots created to
promote my brilliant strength.
The wicked seeds you've planted
distract me from the pooling
of blood in my pink mouse stomach.
Taylor A. Olson
Ana, my baby
Have my cake in this small room
cloudy and dusty, just grey
aren't i cured yet?
i should ask but just sigh
Another year feels like ten
how long have i been in this place
never to go home again
will i get out in the end?
Taylor A. Olson
cloudy and dusty, just grey
aren't i cured yet?
i should ask but just sigh
Another year feels like ten
how long have i been in this place
never to go home again
will i get out in the end?
Taylor A. Olson
The Summer before that Fall
I'm trying to escape you
but i feed off your cry
i hate everything
i just want to die
i want to be rid of you
i want to be held by you
just open my eyes
to something new
leave me alone
dont worry i'll come back
its all pointless anyway
stop picking up slack
i want you around me
yet loneliness surrounds
who i'm found to be
i wish i was an inanimate object
like a tree or the locket
that hangs from your pocket
like i hang from my wreck of a
heart.
Taylor A. Olson
Chasing Spaces
I want a new chase, since i've caught you.
I'll break you down and when you come around
I'll be ready again, finished beating him to shame.
Like i beat you, but dont say a word
or you'll cause me to rain in and out of my mind
until i'm done loving you, and done being kind
though you seem rather changed
and it doesnt seem to be working
my real feelings must now be lurking
around the corner of my minds eye
ready to go, ready to reach the sky.
Taylor A. Olson
Limericks and Tic Tacs
There was a small frog in a pond
of which a young lady was fond
her hair long and yellow
she would play him her cello
the tune and his heart correspond
Taylor A. Olson
Numb
Cold and Raw
Sitting on a small rock
fire has gone out
still i feel nothing
empty and chilled
my fingers are not alone
yours are curled around them
should i feel something?
Taylor A. Olson
Tens of Couches
Lost in the stormy weather
I find you in the darkness
your voice, as light as a feather
My eyes cant adjust, I can't see
Your skin, smooth as leather
Can't wait till morning
Wont we stay together?
Taylor A. Olson
Silk Potholes
This hole in my chest
is not only there
my body is its entirety
When i find myself
the hole will be filled
i start looking, already lost
will you look with me?
i just want to remember
i just want to feel
to wake up, to heal
my life is just a dream
i wake up rarely
i wake up to see your face.
Taylor A. Olson
Milk week
The pain is so sharp
i live for it
makes me feel alive
it seems so clear
just like everything else
when i feel that sting
when i feel that stab
when its gone i'm foggy
my second of truth
vanished like a mirage
the world makes my ears ring
until i feel that stick
the cheap laces stop
they split and i crumble
all the way down
past the soggy ground.
Taylor A. Olson
Boys on the inter... net
You said, "hey girl"
we talked in the night
such peculiar sheets of
microchips and glass
we should fall easily
into place together
the sight of your calm
style and slight smile
could easily make me cry
foggy nights, mosquito bites
there is no meaning
if there are no words
cants speak of you
there is no emotion or pleasure
just sneak on bye, i'll catch
your eye for a moment
though not worth your time.
Taylor A. Olson
Midway
What constant shivering I endure
is pared up with the deep cold
i can feel in my bones
even when everything is warm,
my skin is like ice.
while my thoughts slice open
the thin laces holding me upright
i snap and bend and crack
lines etch up my sides
put me in a glass case
and let me sleep in safety.
Taylor A. Olson
She was Nothing
She sat, one day
Staring out the window
Folding the children's clothes
Thinking, where did my life go?
She takes the clothes
Throws them on the floor
She lies down on the bed
Thinking, I could have done so much more.
But she didn't.
Look at her now.
She didn't go anywhere.
What happened to her?
She sat, one day
Sitting on a bedroom chair
Staring into an old mirror
Thinking, when did I get gray hair?
She takes the trophy
From when she was a child
Brings it down upon the mirror
Thinking, I've gone wild.
Well she did.
Look at her now.
She didn't go anywhere.
What happened to her?
What has she done?
She ran out into the rain
Crying to a god that wasn't there
That wasn't going to help her
That didn't really care.
And she would waste away
She was nothing
Think of what she could have been
She could have been anything.
But she wasn't.
Look at her now.
She didn't go anywhere.
What happened to her?
What have I done?
What have I become?
And i will waste away
I'm already dead
There's nothing more for me.
This is the end.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Staring out the window
Folding the children's clothes
Thinking, where did my life go?
She takes the clothes
Throws them on the floor
She lies down on the bed
Thinking, I could have done so much more.
But she didn't.
Look at her now.
She didn't go anywhere.
What happened to her?
She sat, one day
Sitting on a bedroom chair
Staring into an old mirror
Thinking, when did I get gray hair?
She takes the trophy
From when she was a child
Brings it down upon the mirror
Thinking, I've gone wild.
Well she did.
Look at her now.
She didn't go anywhere.
What happened to her?
What has she done?
She ran out into the rain
Crying to a god that wasn't there
That wasn't going to help her
That didn't really care.
And she would waste away
She was nothing
Think of what she could have been
She could have been anything.
But she wasn't.
Look at her now.
She didn't go anywhere.
What happened to her?
What have I done?
What have I become?
And i will waste away
I'm already dead
There's nothing more for me.
This is the end.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Gutteral
I want what i want
and i want it bad.
Who are you to tell me
that i'm just sad?
I can't believe this is me
how could i come back
to find my heart in a tree
and my soul in the clouds.
Everything i love, lost
in a crowd of ever stirring
doves and sea loves.
To find my hand and teeth
at the bottom of the ocean
to find your thoughts
lost in the motion.
Taylor A. Olson
and i want it bad.
Who are you to tell me
that i'm just sad?
I can't believe this is me
how could i come back
to find my heart in a tree
and my soul in the clouds.
Everything i love, lost
in a crowd of ever stirring
doves and sea loves.
To find my hand and teeth
at the bottom of the ocean
to find your thoughts
lost in the motion.
Taylor A. Olson
Oh Jam est.
Telling myself I'm not wrong
I'm not crazy
I'm not bitter
I'm not lazy.
All i know is I miss you
but you refuse to listen
or to understand
I just want to know
if you would be sad, stricken, hazy.
If i was so low, enough to be taken
by the undertow of my sadness
and lust for your forgiveness, acceptance
relentless quake of heart wrenching cries to try
to find something alive inside my never fading lies.
Taylor A. Olson
I'm not crazy
I'm not bitter
I'm not lazy.
All i know is I miss you
but you refuse to listen
or to understand
I just want to know
if you would be sad, stricken, hazy.
If i was so low, enough to be taken
by the undertow of my sadness
and lust for your forgiveness, acceptance
relentless quake of heart wrenching cries to try
to find something alive inside my never fading lies.
Taylor A. Olson
Burn
This place is ruining us
Let's burn it down
My heart is racing
I can't keep a frown
So excited,
Let's burn it down.
You stare straight at me
Eyes open wide
Grab my hand
And we run inside
So excited,
Eyes open wide.
We're so jumpy
We're just too anxious
Can't stop smirking
As you give me a kiss
So excited,
We're just too anxious.
We're gonna get out of here
Leaving for good
We're gonna burn you
You knew we would
So excited,
Leaving for good.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Let's burn it down
My heart is racing
I can't keep a frown
So excited,
Let's burn it down.
You stare straight at me
Eyes open wide
Grab my hand
And we run inside
So excited,
Eyes open wide.
We're so jumpy
We're just too anxious
Can't stop smirking
As you give me a kiss
So excited,
We're just too anxious.
We're gonna get out of here
Leaving for good
We're gonna burn you
You knew we would
So excited,
Leaving for good.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Miss Your Kiss
Patience is constricting
Making desperation eat us
one slow bloody bite at a time
It's outside hand grips me
and wrings cold sweat from my sides
Wet drops from inside the cluttered veins of the past
A drop in the biggest ocean, stuck in your blue eyes.
Taylor A. Olson
Making desperation eat us
one slow bloody bite at a time
It's outside hand grips me
and wrings cold sweat from my sides
Wet drops from inside the cluttered veins of the past
A drop in the biggest ocean, stuck in your blue eyes.
Taylor A. Olson
Delnor
Skin covered corpse
lying down in the morgue.
They slit my belly open
let the lies tumble out.
You felt it inside me
that lurking death
knew that i would end soon.
If i could i would softly
replay your voice and my health.
Taylor A. Olson
lying down in the morgue.
They slit my belly open
let the lies tumble out.
You felt it inside me
that lurking death
knew that i would end soon.
If i could i would softly
replay your voice and my health.
Taylor A. Olson
See Gee.
The noises and shit
are causing a fit.
I've been ill for a while,
but you've been dead longer.
You promised you'd be stronger.
Look where that got you
Don't know, but far from me.
I'm weaker than you'll ever be.
Taylor A. Olson
are causing a fit.
I've been ill for a while,
but you've been dead longer.
You promised you'd be stronger.
Look where that got you
Don't know, but far from me.
I'm weaker than you'll ever be.
Taylor A. Olson
When you Fall
You pull me down when you fall
You bring us to a wall.
We go nowhere but lower
We just sink down slower.
I know it gets harder day by day
But you bring me lower in every way.
I won't go down when you fall
I'm not your captain after all.
Amelia Napiorkowski
You bring us to a wall.
We go nowhere but lower
We just sink down slower.
I know it gets harder day by day
But you bring me lower in every way.
I won't go down when you fall
I'm not your captain after all.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Guilt and Swedish Fish
I am a little puddle of guilt
torn between the truth they speak
and our strength that shows.
I know they're right, you should let me go
and move on, let me fight.
Listen to them, forget about us, see you and stay.
Once alone the thoughts and memories flood and spill,
they mix at will.
Now back where i sadly started, not knowing the direction i should take.
Could go, I could and should, but for now i won't.
Taylor A. Olson
torn between the truth they speak
and our strength that shows.
I know they're right, you should let me go
and move on, let me fight.
Listen to them, forget about us, see you and stay.
Once alone the thoughts and memories flood and spill,
they mix at will.
Now back where i sadly started, not knowing the direction i should take.
Could go, I could and should, but for now i won't.
Taylor A. Olson
How
How can you be my moonlit day?
How can you be my sunlit night?
How can you make everything seem bad?
How can you make it all seem right?
How can you turn everything around?
How can you do this all over again?
How can you be the one I hate?
How can you be my best friend?
Amelia Napiorkowski
How can you be my sunlit night?
How can you make everything seem bad?
How can you make it all seem right?
How can you turn everything around?
How can you do this all over again?
How can you be the one I hate?
How can you be my best friend?
Amelia Napiorkowski
Fading
We should leave and forget to care
Maybe it will get us somewhere.
It's a blurred explosion in my head
I don't remember a word you just said.
I wonder why I'm being this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
We should take a stab in the dark
Maybe it will get us to shift from park.
Everything i feel is done
And I am not the only one
Who seems to feel this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
We should run to get the rush
Maybe it's the best for us.
I'll take the path leading nowhere
And continue floating in midair.
As if it were suppose to be this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
I'm so exhausted its energizing
Maybe my mind is only lying.
We're at a standstill at a crosswalk
I blow away and never talk.
Why has it become this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
I will get better eventually.
I guess I had dinner
But i don't remember.
Everything keeps flashing by.
Time is melting together.
Eventually I'll be better
But I'm fading,
Slowly, I'm fading away.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Maybe it will get us somewhere.
It's a blurred explosion in my head
I don't remember a word you just said.
I wonder why I'm being this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
We should take a stab in the dark
Maybe it will get us to shift from park.
Everything i feel is done
And I am not the only one
Who seems to feel this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
We should run to get the rush
Maybe it's the best for us.
I'll take the path leading nowhere
And continue floating in midair.
As if it were suppose to be this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
I'm so exhausted its energizing
Maybe my mind is only lying.
We're at a standstill at a crosswalk
I blow away and never talk.
Why has it become this way
I'm fading,
Slowly fading away.
I will get better eventually.
I guess I had dinner
But i don't remember.
Everything keeps flashing by.
Time is melting together.
Eventually I'll be better
But I'm fading,
Slowly, I'm fading away.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Just to see you
I promise even if i'm dead
I'll crawl out of the ground
(just to see you)
I'll have spidery corpse legs
Broken eyes and dewdrop tears
(just to see you)
My pretty white skeleton
will be showing through
my paper thin, rotting skin
but i'll come back
Just to see you
(just to see you)
Taylor A. Olson
I'll crawl out of the ground
(just to see you)
I'll have spidery corpse legs
Broken eyes and dewdrop tears
(just to see you)
My pretty white skeleton
will be showing through
my paper thin, rotting skin
but i'll come back
Just to see you
(just to see you)
Taylor A. Olson
Room
I wach, mesmorized
as the ruby wax melts off my fingers.
Sticky words cling to the sides of my throat
cough them up, no never mind
swallow them, gulp down the loss.
The air is thick with cold fog
blackening and clogging my stacked mind
clumping my thoughts together,
tearing my insides apart.
Taylor Olson
as the ruby wax melts off my fingers.
Sticky words cling to the sides of my throat
cough them up, no never mind
swallow them, gulp down the loss.
The air is thick with cold fog
blackening and clogging my stacked mind
clumping my thoughts together,
tearing my insides apart.
Taylor Olson
Hallways
The crippled hands of hate
know me well
One covers my soft mouth
the other rests on
the back of my head
stroking and smoothing my hair
I just want to get through the day
before he pulls me under
and the thick red mess
that has flooded my stomach
pours onto the floor
Taylor Olson
know me well
One covers my soft mouth
the other rests on
the back of my head
stroking and smoothing my hair
I just want to get through the day
before he pulls me under
and the thick red mess
that has flooded my stomach
pours onto the floor
Taylor Olson
What You'll Do
Stunt my motion.
Rob me of emotion.
Pull me apart.
Rip out my heart.
Leave me to bleed
So that maybe I'll see
The truth of you
And all you do.
Attack my mind.
Leave nothing behind.
Shoot me down.
I will not make a sound.
Leave me in need
So that maybe I'll see
The truth of you
And what you'll do.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Rob me of emotion.
Pull me apart.
Rip out my heart.
Leave me to bleed
So that maybe I'll see
The truth of you
And all you do.
Attack my mind.
Leave nothing behind.
Shoot me down.
I will not make a sound.
Leave me in need
So that maybe I'll see
The truth of you
And what you'll do.
Amelia Napiorkowski
when you left
in the distance that surrounds
in the heartbeat of the ground
in the silence that's been found
in the lost muting of your sound
when it comes to the end of time
when it all goes off like a mine
when there's nothing left to rhyme
when your are no longer mine to find
where the story never ends
where we take our hearts to mend
where we find a hand to lend
where the rest cannot pretend
to disappear into a foggy night
to make even the worst seem alright
to take it out on the fight
to wake up to a new sunlight
and end the everlasting pain
end the hope of anything to gain
end with our souls completely drained
and end with nothing but the rain
Amelia Napiorkowski
in the heartbeat of the ground
in the silence that's been found
in the lost muting of your sound
when it comes to the end of time
when it all goes off like a mine
when there's nothing left to rhyme
when your are no longer mine to find
where the story never ends
where we take our hearts to mend
where we find a hand to lend
where the rest cannot pretend
to disappear into a foggy night
to make even the worst seem alright
to take it out on the fight
to wake up to a new sunlight
and end the everlasting pain
end the hope of anything to gain
end with our souls completely drained
and end with nothing but the rain
Amelia Napiorkowski
Perfection
The thin smoke cleared the could see eachother perfectly clearly.
Everything was seen in one shad of the color it was.
There were no shadows, no tints, no hints of imperfection.
They could see eachother as the perfect one they saw eachother as.
There was not a worry, not a fear, not an imperfection
in the new way they saw the world in which they had always lived.
No one else saw it this way, for no one else tried;
for no one else knew.
It's hard to imagine such a place.
Without taking a step, you could be there.
And they were.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Everything was seen in one shad of the color it was.
There were no shadows, no tints, no hints of imperfection.
They could see eachother as the perfect one they saw eachother as.
There was not a worry, not a fear, not an imperfection
in the new way they saw the world in which they had always lived.
No one else saw it this way, for no one else tried;
for no one else knew.
It's hard to imagine such a place.
Without taking a step, you could be there.
And they were.
Amelia Napiorkowski
My Company
If I'm just some girl
who is foolish and weak
and who's face isnt a mole
to the company she keeps
then maybe my mind
is as twisted and frail
as the ones i surround
and the rest have gone stale.
If I have left to shatter
the how will i break
if I'm not lost or forgotten
because all I've done is take
maybe I'm just as screwed
but it somehow seems right
when the ones i surround
fill me with life.
Amelia Napiorkowski
who is foolish and weak
and who's face isnt a mole
to the company she keeps
then maybe my mind
is as twisted and frail
as the ones i surround
and the rest have gone stale.
If I have left to shatter
the how will i break
if I'm not lost or forgotten
because all I've done is take
maybe I'm just as screwed
but it somehow seems right
when the ones i surround
fill me with life.
Amelia Napiorkowski
A SINGLE TEAR
KISS MARBLE COLD LIPS
WHITE WITH SHRIEKS
STILL AND SILENT
LICK THE DRY TEAR
FROM AN IVORY FACE
LACED WITH VINES
SPOTTED IN BLOOD
MOVE BACK CHARCOAL HAIR
FROM A FACE OF STONE
LOOK UPON GRAY GLASS
UNMOVING CRYSTAL EYES
GLOSSED OVER AND HIDDEN
BY A SINGLE TEAR.
Amelia Napiorkowski
WHITE WITH SHRIEKS
STILL AND SILENT
LICK THE DRY TEAR
FROM AN IVORY FACE
LACED WITH VINES
SPOTTED IN BLOOD
MOVE BACK CHARCOAL HAIR
FROM A FACE OF STONE
LOOK UPON GRAY GLASS
UNMOVING CRYSTAL EYES
GLOSSED OVER AND HIDDEN
BY A SINGLE TEAR.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Winding Hill
Silent calls scream from afar
leave from the one standing still
across the meadow and past the field
to the silent screams of a winding hill.
Gasps that move the withered ground
chace but never catch your fill
of what lies beyond and moves afar
to the gasp of the winding hill.
The one standing still out of fear
until nothing remains but the thrill
of silent calls through withered grounds
and one standing upon the winding hill.
Amelia Napiorkowski
leave from the one standing still
across the meadow and past the field
to the silent screams of a winding hill.
Gasps that move the withered ground
chace but never catch your fill
of what lies beyond and moves afar
to the gasp of the winding hill.
The one standing still out of fear
until nothing remains but the thrill
of silent calls through withered grounds
and one standing upon the winding hill.
Amelia Napiorkowski
The Maple Tree
The maple tree is no longer yellow with life. The forest that surrounds it is dead, gray and lifeless. Alll is silent in this dark place. All but the screams of a young girl's torture in the distance. They have died here.
He pushes her to the ground viciously, but she wants him to. Her pure white dress is dirty. She was taught, that when your dress is dirty, you take it off. So she does what she's been taught. She lays on the cold, dry earth and stares into the red sky. He leans over her and stares into her eyes. They hear the innocent cries of a girl in the backround. There is a screaming in their heads. They continue to move deeper into the base of the maple tree. She scratches his back and bights his neck. He grabs her arms; he holds her down. It feels as if this moment will never end, and it won't.
They come so close, but neither of them will ever finish. They continue until they die, die in their own blood, in eachother's arms. They become a part of the maple tree. The sound of the screaming girl is silenced, the sky is no longer red, but black. And the forest is forever connected to their sound.
Amelia Napiorkowski
He pushes her to the ground viciously, but she wants him to. Her pure white dress is dirty. She was taught, that when your dress is dirty, you take it off. So she does what she's been taught. She lays on the cold, dry earth and stares into the red sky. He leans over her and stares into her eyes. They hear the innocent cries of a girl in the backround. There is a screaming in their heads. They continue to move deeper into the base of the maple tree. She scratches his back and bights his neck. He grabs her arms; he holds her down. It feels as if this moment will never end, and it won't.
They come so close, but neither of them will ever finish. They continue until they die, die in their own blood, in eachother's arms. They become a part of the maple tree. The sound of the screaming girl is silenced, the sky is no longer red, but black. And the forest is forever connected to their sound.
Amelia Napiorkowski
The Angel of Hell is Calling your Name
I want this world to come
crashing down upon you.
I want my words to
make you bleed.
Make you believe you'd be
better off dead.
And wish you'd never
known me.
I want your shriek to
pierce your ears.
I want to make you cry until
there is no pain.
Make you believe you're as
useless as me.
And make you wish
you were only sane.
I want your shattered body buried
beneath the ground.
I want my face to
invade your tears.
Make you believe life was
perfect til now.
And wish you had more
than just fears.
I want the darkness to
attack your dreams.
I want your life
completely broken.
Make you believe this is
all that is left.
And wish you were
drained of emotion.
I want your soul sucked up
by the horror.
I want any smile vanished
from your life.
Make you believe your
sadness is your joy.
And wish you could
bring down the knife.
I want this hurt to
teach you the truth.
I want you to see
all i can do.
Make you believe this will
haunt you forever.
And wish i would have
just killed you.
Amelia Napiorkowski
crashing down upon you.
I want my words to
make you bleed.
Make you believe you'd be
better off dead.
And wish you'd never
known me.
I want your shriek to
pierce your ears.
I want to make you cry until
there is no pain.
Make you believe you're as
useless as me.
And make you wish
you were only sane.
I want your shattered body buried
beneath the ground.
I want my face to
invade your tears.
Make you believe life was
perfect til now.
And wish you had more
than just fears.
I want the darkness to
attack your dreams.
I want your life
completely broken.
Make you believe this is
all that is left.
And wish you were
drained of emotion.
I want your soul sucked up
by the horror.
I want any smile vanished
from your life.
Make you believe your
sadness is your joy.
And wish you could
bring down the knife.
I want this hurt to
teach you the truth.
I want you to see
all i can do.
Make you believe this will
haunt you forever.
And wish i would have
just killed you.
Amelia Napiorkowski
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Ayyyy.
Alright so, this is Taylor. Just created this thing so i'll be working out the layout and stuff for the next while until i get it looking right for me and Ams. I call amelia ams sometimes so look out for that. So this blog is basically going to be poems and songs that me and Amelia write by ourselves so it will be alternating. Uhm.. Something that i should warn you of... Posts most likely wont be everyday because its not like a for real blog like blogging daily events plus we are busy with life. There may be posts of like venting though, cause me and amelia are very verbal people. So i'll probably put up my first little post after this one as my first like poetry post.. this is just an intro.
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