I wrote this post originally in May of 2012. The memories I had trouble classifying when I wrote this post somehow ended up where they needed to be over time. I believe emotional wounds are like physical wounds. If we keep dwelling and fueling our heartache by listening to certain music, looking at certain pictures,…
Our first poetic duet together and it is just what I needed as we wrote it at 1am this morning when my mind was racing and wouldn’t let me sleep. Thank you Josh for being such a good friend. Written by Josh Lindsey and Hastywords Peering around corners Built on visions from yesterday Nightmares…
Written by Yuriy Ku (Drop) and Hastywords Two forms, nondescript Flowing free, shadows Set aglow by the morning sun Two molecules, awoken – Anatomies in breeze Drifting to the destination nest Quintessential bonds, perfect In their primordial being Spurned for their simplicity. They percolate through Barriers and obstacles In this chaotic cruise Conferring their sentience…
By TheNightSyde and Hastywords In the darkness I breathe you in You give off a light From somewhere within In the darkness I hear your heartbeat You give off warmth That heats the desire within In the darkness I see your glow You give me hope To find my strength within In the darkness Not…
I stand at the edge of the river with my eyes closed convinced my tears had filled the ravine. Time is passing but how quickly doesn’t matter it just is and I am passing right along with it. Sitting here in this world where nothing mattered felt like home. Your tears feel warm on my…
A few weeks ago, I was standing in line to buy my lunch when an elderly lady suggested, “You could be very pretty if you tried!” Wait, what?? Granted, I decided to wear a sweater that was a bit over-sized, I opted to wear my glasses over my contacts, and my choice to wear very…
Today I look like I do any other day from an outsider’s perspective. However, today I have put myself in time out. I am not allowed to have any important conversations about feelings. I am not allowed to think destructive or self-deprecating thoughts. I am not allowed to sit and sulk. Today I will sit…
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