By Alexander Hicks and HastyWords
I had a dream
I dove into a pool
But instead of water
It was shards of glass
And instead of cutting
It gifted me pieces
Healing the fragile
Brokenness I was
The glass I jumped through
Was the wall I had built
To keep people away
From the emotions I felt
The hatred and anger
The passion and fear
But most important of all
To keep away from the tears
Sharp little daggers
That cut streaks into my face
Showing you a weakness
I couldn’t bear to share
My smile a facade
That protects my heart
From jealous strangers
Whose hearts bleed mold
We all must wear a mask
To hide our true impressions
A second skin to protect us
From reality’s indiscretions
Without the mask to hide us
We all would lose our minds
Without our mask to cradle us
Fear would leave us terrified
HASTYWORDS 
Ok, Hasty….I have to ask…
Are you in my fucking head right now? :::Crystal, freaking out:::
I need….NEED to record this. I feel it. I feel every syllable.
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Yeah? Oh, I’m so excited now.
I will need to wait until the morning, however. Grrrrrr…..
I’m stirring!
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Right now? Status, 1:57
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Day time right? I have friends who are nearly exactly 12 hour time difference. I thought you might have been in bed lol.
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Are you British?
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Nope… American
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Where, American girl?
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Evidently, the only thing in Oklahoma to see is you. (My failed attempt at girl flirting).
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Ha!
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Reblogged this on Shackled and Crowned and commented:
Brilliance, at its best. I would swear that Hasty is one of my personalities.
I hope, she agrees to letting me do a spoken word of this piece, because quite frankly…I have never felt so close to anything someone has written, until now.
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Love this!!
Ps thanks for the follow!
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The two of you have done a great job. Feelings resonate from within every word. And I feel quite sullen in the end.. don’t know why..
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A cascade of powerful metaphors.
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Nice!
And, out of curiosity, HOW DO YOU HAVE SO MUCH TIME TO WRITE? I barely have time to read a few bits and pieces here, let alone write posts. Are you best friends with the Doctor or something?
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If I write on my own it only takes at the most 10 minutes. Writing with others is maybe 2 actual minutes per stanza as we pass back and forth. So it doesn’t take too much time. I write during lulls…as printers are running, or at stop lights, or at lunch, or during breaks. LOL I can’t stand to do nothing!
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What are these “lulls” you speak of?
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Anything where I am twiddling my thumbs. Mostly before work, during lunch, unless it is a duet and it happens when I check my mail. I do a lot of writing on weekends, breakfast, after everyone goes to bed…lulls (when other people don’t need me) 🙂
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Ah. I didn’t realize we were talking mythology. I haven’t seen a lull in quite some time. My job, wife, college professors, and children keep telling me that lulls don’t exist, so I simply bow my head and get back to work.
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haha…tell my mind that. I guess when my mind gets really loud I have to write to quiet it down or I can’t work because….distracted. lol…it’s my therapy…so I watch for chances and I take them. But the downside is I am always tired.
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I think being tired is a way of life these days. Sometimes, I wish I lived in the middle ages with a simple job and time to spend with my family – even if it was slaving away in someone else’s fields.
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I hear that…and we would probably all be more fit and happy. But…we always want what we don’t have and when we get it we want something else.
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Like right now…I am off work…cleaning things up before I go home and waiting for a phone call.
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Congratulations, I nominated you for an award! http://destroyeddestiny.wordpress.com/2013/04/10/very-inspiring-blogger-award/
And this poem, it was so powerful and perfect!!!
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Cool and deep… like a pool full of broken shards of dreams and magic… or something.
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Very good. The perspective is great. We all have a mask indeed; a mask for each individual that we encounter.
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Reblogged this on Reflections.
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I just love you stuff, I’m truly grateful you connected with me
chris
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I look forward to a blogging friendship…come write with me soon 🙂
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