Halloween

Hall ‘o’s eve
Oh hallowed eve
Hollow is this this evening
Paint dripping from my face, quick paced away from this place
Internally screaming
Eternity haunting, grieving
Leaving
Unfeeling
I’m reeling
So deceiving, no descriptions 
New prescription, yet no healing
Barely breathing this hallowed hollow evening
Awaited invitation
Perceived pain revealing a darkend  endless swirling ceiling
On the floor want this hurt no more
Pawing, clawing, crawling
Hall ‘o’s eve not naive
I felt you leave me this hallowed hollow howled evening

Giving Thanks

Giving thanks for the encouragement, every step along the way
For the times you held my hand when you must have wanted to slap my face
For the non-judgmental ear and for disproving each and every fear
For the enlightenment during the darkest paths
For never giving up or giving in, tho giving all you had to help me win
For always following thru, never letting me down
For ignoring all the times I was blind, as I see clearly now
For always reminding me to look up at the horizon when I wanted to fall to the ground
For the times you steered me vertically, where ever you chose to lead I knew it was to keep from hurting me
For knowing one day I would realize the reasoning behind all you’d done, knowing none of it was ever done in vain
For every deep breath and every tear shed that you reminded me only washed away the pain
For saving me from the entire world when I thought I was merely some lost forsaken soul
For spinning me around and round, tho not to make me dizzy; but to keep me busy when I just wanted to run away
For not holding me back, or tying me down and for every bit of love I have ever found
I thank you for always being true and always being you
Lastly I thank you for loving me and always allowing me to be just that
Just me
©2015 Shavon Taylor                 ♥Clovers All Over♥

Unperfected

A wrecking ball comes crashing through

Tearing down all the walls around you

A life altering step forward or downward falter

It depends on how you look at the land

Do you see what could be or hold on to the memory of what use to stand

Do you shed light on the darkness or dwell on what you miss

Would you choose to love those you have hurt or hurt those that you love

In the garden do you play in the dirt or would you prefer gloves

Rainy days I swear are the best, no silence to be found

Do you enjoy or protest, soaking up the sounds or search for dry ground

So much you can tell of a person by what causes their misery

So hard to tell fairy tales from mysteries

We’ve all got our story, our own version of perversion

If we could all just remember the past is history and each day is a chance to make happier memories

Maybe we’d all be just a lil more carefree

©2015 Shavon Taylor                                    ♥CloversAllOver♥

For Instance

You say you’re so inspired but they know you’re wired

First you’re hired then you’re fired

Ignoring the truth as it’s transpired

Hey, maybe you’re just too tired,

Maybe you‘re transfixed

You heard the alarm sound don’t try and say you were unwarned

The only cyclone you see tho is the one you’re spinning in your own mind

Still it seems the questions dangle alongside you unanswered

Eyes blood-red, rage blurring vision enough to fake being blind

Isn’t it easier when we work things out as a team

If you could just take the time to lend a hand, even to just think about a few people other than you

When you put others first you may be amazed at the things a friendship can do

If you don’t like my blueprints I should remind you it’s possible that what you see now may be ugly

Really all you need to do is change your point of view

Like that long debated question: half empty or half full?

Tell me; how do you see your cup?

Still bitter, still angry maybe a little confused?

Try not  to decide too fast

When considering the future try not to focus too acutely on the past.

Does the rain of yesterday determine tomorrow’s forecast?

You can decide what comes next, it’s not all up to fate

Believe me I’ve been there, yes I can relate

There were many times I wouldn’t even step near the plate

Instead I chose to start over, clean slate

Pushed away the frustration of the loss

Started working to gain ground, stopped worrying so much about the cost

Got back in the game, like a boss!

Not planning on playing for keeps but sure, I’ll give that ball a toss

Negativity is nonsense,

A smile can make a world of difference

Suddenly your cares are a million miles away and you didn’t even notice the distance

Turning around to realize a near perfect existence

All it took was a different angle and a touch of persistence

Make yourself happy tho, that you should always do, keep in mind my words are just for instance

©2015 Shavon Taylor CloversAllOver