I don’t want to be trapped On the pages I’ve written A place where old scribbles Stare back in taunting rhyme Or be buried and entombed With the regrets collected Stained mosaic memories Reminding me of places I had once been confined I don’t want to be consumed By the heartbreak or deceit Spawned by…
I few weeks ago I had a beautiful lady approach me on Twitter and ask if I would participate in her Picture Prompt. Please visit her site and see the other entries by clicking HERE Musical notes weaved softly Through their quiet murmurs. Excited anticipation drifted Like waves through the crowd. The casual conversations faded…
Just sit here long enough And the pain will dissolve The thoughts that taunt Will somehow subside, devolve Right? God, grant me serenity Or tape my mouth shut My anxiety is peeking It’s ready to explode Full force into action Pulled rings Grenade skies And I become The very thing I despise ~Reposted from…
I know…this isn’t a duet. It was a duet but I re-wrote it this morning so I could continue to publish on schedule. I hope you enjoy. Written by Hastywords Trials fell from the stars Before my glistening eyes They landed hard and fast Before a focus could be set I sat watching, hopeful That…
We are all bully capable. The problem is some kids and adults are serial bullies. As a society we want to discourage bully mentality. Sometimes we don’t do enough and sometimes we do too much. There are hundreds of stories of people who don’t do enough, but I would like to point out that sometimes…
I cut trap doors into your floors Sinister cracks hidden by daylight As I wait for you inside obscurity Waiting for you to mess up, give up Until you decide to let go, give in Come, And fall into my dark Come, And get infected by my night Let me confine you for a bit…
How come nobody told me The fucking edges are liquid There are no solid ledges No lingering to look down No safe place to rethink Because the edges are liquid Calming from a distance They ripple, roll and wave Eventually pulling you in Lulling you into a dream But once inside fantasy The edges…
I’ve been here Well… Here and there But mostly here And I am tired Monsters chase Demons follow Consistent bellows From the gallows Sheeted ghosts Worn out Torn holes Becoming rips Leaving me here Trying to decide If I should continue Not just here But there as well Some days I am the sheeted ghost…
I miss the way your words calmed me How we used to write so eloquently Blinking cursors dancing together Creating symphonic stanzas in verse I can’t do that anymore… ever…. Not without you anyway… never… Because important pieces are missing And nobody could ever do the replacing For a short while you braved my storm…
Self-prophesied aches chase me Like they are never going to stop Ghosts from the past materialize Wearing sheets stained long ago Moaning From the pain I’ve caused Forgive me future for I have Forsaken the dwellers within Creatures created from my thoughts Expectations and condemnations Appearing like a phantom symphony Bellowing life from distended…
HASTYWORDS 