Poems from T. Talbott
Writing has always been a way for me to release my emotions...As of right now, in this particularly rough moment in my life, it has greatly helped me maintain a stable and healthy mind.
PUSH!
"Push," he said.
I think I'm dead.
"Push," he said.
Could this be the end?
"Push," he said.
I feel the dread.
"Push," he...
The Perfect Kind Of Girl
She sings aloud, with not a care.
Stands so tall, doesn't comb her hair.
Smile fixed in place, she's the...
The Blood Story
Cut myself to see the blood.
Sleeve pulled down, to hide from Mom.
Breath in slow, I feel the rush.
Sane or insane,...
Tell Me Again
The world is against you, you say?
Tell me again, I've got all day.
You whine about how we all plot against you.
As if...
The Lesson Of Imperfection
Satan taints my blood, as does God.
It was perfection that I sought.
But, now I've learned quite a lot.
I...