T. Skye

Joined December 2017

14 stories

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Writer, poet, hopeless romantic, lover of art, fashion, style, design and self expression through these things. Currently focused on going back to school. Hopefully my writing invokes inspiration and creativity, for others.

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Priorities.
Arrogance and ignorance of some does not change Still I'm continuing to push for peace On a wheel leading me back to where I began
By T. Skye4 years ago in Poets
Analyzing Ashes
Scanning the horizon The racing previously dread No longer thumps such a pace Proven without question That of warm weather a mist still beads
By T. Skye5 years ago in Poets
Chain Smoking
Cool air leaves evidence of warm breath Im smoking a menthol cigarette I hate menthols But I would smoke a whole pack While I got to stand on the corner
By T. Skye6 years ago in Poets
Mine Alone
I've been hanging Around here again Although it wasn't. My concious intention But somehow I Always find I'm back And staring up high
By T. Skye6 years ago in Poets
Daydreams of Delicacies
Your beauty continuous resurfacing and resonating It's sunken into my soul, it circulates my being Causing my heart's permutation, turns me into
By T. Skye6 years ago in Poets
143lbs
Heavy This is so heavy Been getting heavy for a minute Has my legs shakin' from the weight in it So I've just been trying to catch my breath
By T. Skye6 years ago in Poets
Truth Be Told...
I know you feel that feeling too, Don't sit over there playing games now, That feeling we get when our thoughts align Leaving our minds intertwined,
By T. Skye6 years ago in Poets
California Scrub-Jay
Scrub-jay lost his mate Now he's been searching, soul searching, noticed she ran away Scrub-jay lost his mate All alone and the others stare and sing
By T. Skye7 years ago in Poets
Too Little, Too Late
You're the only one to bring out this side of me Suddenly the distance gives you anxiety What about the nights when I'd lay breathless
By T. Skye7 years ago in Poets
Pins & Needles
Daily games of russian roulette Ruled by a planet loving chaos and danger Dripping for you when blood comes through And I see nothing wrong with my lifestyle
By T. Skye7 years ago in Poets
Astral Visits
There you sat gazing in my direction I could feel eyes locked on me My every move was being watched Though judgment not the goal
By T. Skye7 years ago in Poets
Happy Realizations
Staring at a picture of you How did you get so beautiful? I know you hate this one, but I love it Cause I start to reminisce
By T. Skye7 years ago in Poets

T. Skye

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Priorities.

Analyzing Ashes

Chain Smoking

Mine Alone

Daydreams of Delicacies

143lbs

Truth Be Told...

California Scrub-Jay

Too Little, Too Late

Pins & Needles

Astral Visits

Happy Realizations

Stories (14)