CURING GOODNESS
There are darker places That reach like sticky tar For just a spark of light Hungry for the warmth For the love it threw away Jealousy rages from shadows Contagious and sharp A black bloodletting to cure The goodness inside us
There are darker places That reach like sticky tar For just a spark of light Hungry for the warmth For the love it threw away Jealousy rages from shadows Contagious and sharp A black bloodletting to cure The goodness inside us
For the first time in months I worked a bit on the fiction I am writing. Here is a small piece. I am not a writer so I know it will definitely need an editor but I hope the story at least captures your interest. The leaves were scattered around her bare feet. Her toenails painted…
My Sexual Unknown (rewritten) I got your hips locked hypnotic in a trance My eyes pull you deeper with a gyrating stance Feel my heart beat beat beating to our dance You became my victim when I made my entrance You’re mine, you’re mine mine From the very first smile My veins run…
***TRIGGER WARNING*** Some stories you hear stay with you and you have to write them out or go mad. In many cases all I have to do is read a news blurb and my mind twists and turns in agony with the pain of it all. Empathy is the capacity to understand or feel what…
Fading pictures Filled with ghosts Cracks Over faces Folding shadows Erasing time I can’t remember The hunger How it felt Or the pain How it hurt The faces smiling With eyes Full Of broken glass Shanks Sharpened And waiting For my future self To reminisce Before going in For the kill
Written by Cody Taylor Edmondson and HastyWords To know evil Is to hunger It is ravenous And consuming An enraged horde Violently waiting Behind the gates Of a fiery hell Making itself at home Inside our hearts Waiting for us to fall For us to topple Into its growing And chaotic throng Of frenzied…
I have come to think of the voices in my head as spirits. Demons, I suppose, that possess me until I exercise them and let them out. These voices are mostly evil and they tell me the most hurtful lies. I am thankful for my blog, for my readers, for my friends, for holding my…
Looking through blogs I found this idea on Le Faizan’s Blog. Write a two sentence horror story. Here is mine. I would love to see what you guys come up with in my comment area. I felt as if she was stealing my soul with the most passionate kiss I had ever felt. When I…
Written by Eric Keys and HastyWords ♦ He bought her a bouquet of blood red roses Hidden in the greenery glinted stainless steel Before the night was through, it was planned Knives piercing, intensifying how they feel ♦ There was no turning back, heels dug in True love always a mortal tragedy so…
WRITTEN BY K.W. VILLA AND HASTYWORDS I always saw my death, the one with tears The first death that takes our breath Stills our hearts and consumes our fears With no more blood, I am finally free I am her death, her soul darkened As I passed through with gentle touch Snatched her body…