What Is Love?: Taylor Hondos
What is love,
It is crying into the arms of someone,
Being comfortable and them,
Being unfazed by the tears on their arms.
What is love,
It is the person who can see your flaws,
They wrap them around you,
And set them free.
Love is blind at first,
Slowly opens it's eyes,
Sees who you are,
Still loves you.
I thought true love wasn't real,
From watching shattered love around me.
I picked myself up with the help of another,
Hiding my marks every step of the way.
What is love really?
Love is no longer hiding.
Love is forgetting the bad.
Love is about moving forward.
Together.
“I’m going to make everything around
me beautiful—that will be my life.”
— | Elsie de Wolfe |
Sunday, December 7, 2014
A Confession
A Confession: Taylor Hondos
The truth is, I do not know who I am.
I do not know who I want to be.
I want to be notoriety; then again I don't.
I want to be happy.
I want to be pleasing.
I want to be perfect.
I want to please others; my problem in a sentence.
The truth is, there is no such thing as perfection.
I have spent my entire life pleasing other; putting myself last.
I have a confession,
What I want most is to be noticed.
Noticed in writing, noticed by others.
I want to be noticed for all the good I do.
I don't want notoriety, but just to be noticed.
Say what you will; say what you want.
We all want to be important.
I have another confession.
I have a great mind; but what is great on you,
Will control you; your thoughts, your actions.
Don't let it anymore.
I haven't been taken seriously,
I want to be.
I have a confession,
I am in love and afraid to be.
My mind keeps me on edge.
My mind keeps me going crazy.
Keeps getting in the way.
Keeps telling me I am not important.
Don't let it.
The truth is, I do not know who I am.
I do not know who I want to be.
I want to be notoriety; then again I don't.
I want to be happy.
I want to be pleasing.
I want to be perfect.
I want to please others; my problem in a sentence.
The truth is, there is no such thing as perfection.
I have spent my entire life pleasing other; putting myself last.
I have a confession,
What I want most is to be noticed.
Noticed in writing, noticed by others.
I want to be noticed for all the good I do.
I don't want notoriety, but just to be noticed.
Say what you will; say what you want.
We all want to be important.
I have another confession.
I have a great mind; but what is great on you,
Will control you; your thoughts, your actions.
Don't let it anymore.
I haven't been taken seriously,
I want to be.
I have a confession,
I am in love and afraid to be.
My mind keeps me on edge.
My mind keeps me going crazy.
Keeps getting in the way.
Keeps telling me I am not important.
Don't let it.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
New Website
Hey Friends,
I have a new website up for options on how to purchase my book, "The Antidote."
Enjoy(: Plus. This is my home but I wanted to give a website that was helpful (:
http://thondos.wix.com/tayloralexishondos
Until Next Time<3
Taylor
I have a new website up for options on how to purchase my book, "The Antidote."
Enjoy(: Plus. This is my home but I wanted to give a website that was helpful (:
http://thondos.wix.com/tayloralexishondos
Until Next Time<3
Taylor
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Love is...
Love Is...
By: Taylor Hondos
Love has casualties,
Love has way too many wounds.
I can't tell you the secret,
To having a perfect love.
I can't tell you what to do,
Or how to fix it.
But I can tell you,
Neither of you come out alive.
I can tell you that love is fickle,
Love is jealous,
Love is selfish,
Love is fragile.
I can tell you,
Be prepared.
Be careful,
For love is scary.
Even though love is scary,
You must try it.
Sometimes you come out together,
Fragile and all.
It can be worth it,
I must tell all.
Saturday, November 15, 2014
What Is It Worth At All
What Is Worth At All?
By: Taylor Hondos
By: Taylor Hondos
No such thing as a perfect love,
No such thing at all.
You go to bed with tears in your eyes,
And in the end, what was it all?
I walk alone,
And always will,
Because you've given up.
On the love we had,
You make me sad.
What is it worth at all?
I want to try,
What can I do?
I plead with you,
What is it worth at all?
I know what it is worth,
The love we have,
Is strong and always attentive.
But why can't you see,
It is still me?
What is it worth at all?
The love will grow,
But you won't show,
Just what I mean to you.
I am holding on as tight as I can,
But the goodbye is near, I know.
I want to know,
Just what we have,
How easy it is for you to go.
I know now what it is worth to me,
The lifetime of love and laugher.
The lifetime of hope and care.
The lifetime of devotion to you from me,
Forever.
Friday, November 14, 2014
I Always Have to Tell You
I Always Have to Tell You
By: Taylor Hondos
I always have to tell you,
When it's really time.
To pick up all the pieces,
And realize my demise.
I always have to tell you,
How I really feel
Because no one would notice,
If I disappeared.
I always have to tell you,
When I’m feeling sad
The way I slump my head around,
Versus really being mad.
This time I won't tell you,
When I've really had enough,
I'll pack my bags and turn the corner,
Without another touch.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Stress Under Control
Dear Friends,
“The whole ‘what do I do with my life’ question
implies that adulthood is this monolithic creature - like, you acquire your job
and your spouse, and then you just ride it out until time’s winged chariot
shows up. I thought this when I was younger too, and it’s not our fault,
because how does every single happily-ever-after movie end?”
— John Green
This is the single most important quotation of my
life. Ever, why?
I have spent a long time, searching for happiness.
I still didn't find it and I didn't know why until I read this quote. For two
years now, I have been looking for a job career, and a point in my life. I
didn't realize that your destination isn't the most important thing... the
things in between are what are important. Those things in between are called
life. Those things in between are what define you. Not your job, not your GPA,
not your education, not your school... but what you do with what you're given.
As in my poem, Nothing Really Matters When You're Dead, nothing does...
Here is what I have learned through my three day
challenge: I learned who I am in a short amount of time from harnessing the
pain I feel.
1.We have to harness our hurt, because hurt is not for
us to handle right now. We can handle that when we're dead.
2. Being sad is useless.. You’re wasting your
time.
3. Still feel sad? Go do something you love. For
me, it is writing about my pain. Read a good book... etc.
4. Do not waste time in a major you hate. Hell, if
you hate school, find something you love more than school. Go do something. Do
your craft.
5. Do not sit around. Make the most of each day.
6. Don't speed on the highway. Do not rush. Listen
to some music. It is the most relaxing drive when you drive the speed limit.
7. Feeling mad, grumpy, irritated? Turn it around
yourself. Do not count on fate or another person to turn it around. Make your
own way.
8. Be happy. You're wasting your time on this earth
being angry... sad... tired.
9. Peace is within yourself. Find it. Embrace it.
10. Love yourself and if you can't.. that is okay.
But remember, you're stuck with yourself. Make the most of who you are. Do not
change yourself.
11. Do not worry yourself with others. The truth
is, they'll see you happy and try every single way they can to ruin it. They
don't have to know you, they just hate seeing someone happy. Do not let it
bother you.... Do not let it ruin your day.
12. Be yourself. Someone will hate it. Someone will
love it. Who cares? If you love it, that is all that matters.
13. Don't think about your destination so much.
You're rushing your life away, as I was just last week.. Don't think of the day
you'll get married. The job you're gonna have in two years. The life you
want..... live the life YOU HAVE right now. Live it. And live the shit out of
it.
14. "Don't just do the right thing to be pleasing,
baby," as the lovely Spice Girls put it. Do things for yourself. Don't
hurt people in the process of course, but in the end, this is your life. You
have exactly one shot to make it count, make it right and make it worthwhile.
15. Last one, promise. Try and wake up each morning
with the attitude that you have to take one step at a time. One breath, one
heart beat. Be happy with who you are. Look in the mirror (not too long) and
think of only today. Not the future, not the past, but that day. Live that day
only. Your time will come. That job will come, that husband will come. You have
to take it one day at a time. It makes life happier. It makes things less
stressful...
Take it from me... the world's most stressed out girl.... not
woman....(my mother has the most stressed out woman award) and relax....
breath. Take a breath and relax......
The Three Day Challenge Ends
The Three Day Challenge is over but it isn't for me. I haven't felt this excited about writing for a while. There has been a certain toll over me and I think I figured out what it was. I wasn't happy anymore. I want to be happy and I realized that writing is the key to my happiness. I have changed my major back to English with a minor in Communications and I haven't been this happy in a year. I was recently a Elementary Education major and I somehow couldn't find my place, my voice. I have finally realized it was in front of me all along. I want to thank Christian for inspiring me to keep trying. It means the world to me. I am going to post something at the very least, once a week. Here is some of Christian's three day challenge photos! Enjoy(: "theblindwonder" is his tumblr! Give him a follow(:
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AND my personal favorite, not a part of our challenge:
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I hope you find someone who inspires you and encourages you to challenge yourself as well(:
Happy Day<3
Taylor
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AND my personal favorite, not a part of our challenge:
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I hope you find someone who inspires you and encourages you to challenge yourself as well(:
Happy Day<3
Taylor
I Get Amazed
I Get Amazed
By: Taylor Hondos
I get amazed.
I get amazed to see the girl walk by with her head
hung low.
She wore dark blue,
And walked with a staggering glum.
I tried to understand what made her so sad,
But blew it off to get to class.
I get amazed.
I get amazed to see my father driving the speed
limit.
To see him in control of something.
He never had a lock on emotions or love.
But he always drove the speed limit and never had a
care.
I get amazed.
I get amazed to see how little we care for people
in pain.
We are so uninterested in everyday feats,
That we never stop to look at why someone is upset.
We never stop to see why a person is the way that
they are.
I get amazed.
I get amazed to see someone love a fragile thing.
Something worthless,
And yet, he sees something with color and spirit.
He sees worthwhile,
In a worried girl.
I get amazed.
I get amazed to see the girls walk with confidence
I never had.
Their happiness flowing from eat to ear
I get amazed to see how deceitful their happiness
is.
How little they feel inside,
Just to get through the day.
I get amazed
I get amazed to see that life is hard.
When told so young, you'd come out with barely any
scars.
We come out with many battles,
We go out of this world, with so many lessons.
I get amazed.
I get amazed to see what matters most in life,
Is the journey and not the moments that bring you
to a point.
We're told that where we get is more
important,
Than how we live our lives.
Life is hard, yet life is good.
Such a complicated way to live.
Live life the way you want and,
If you look around hard enough, you might see the
things,
That amaze even you.
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