Written by Pharphelonus and Hastywords I never realized there were so many romantic hearts out there! Hopefully, Pharphelonus will write more with me! She was defined by elegance And she dazzled wearing lace But he could not strike from his mind The pain and anguish on her face She had hidden…
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…
Another joint post! I had a hard time with this one because I felt like adding anything would take away from the beauty of his poem. Well so I guess this is two poems for the price of one! Hope you enjoy! by Brainsnorts and HastyWords. Curse the glass Of the clock, preventing me from…
She sat swinging her newly painted toes over the edge of the tailgate. The truck was baby shit yellow, roughed up from one to many fender benders, and had a burn mark on the hood from an engine fire it had endured in its past. But it was hers until she could afford a car…
The ending to the story…. This post will be short and to the point because I don’t want to linger with these thoughts much longer. I know I have to concentrate on me. I worry now about the worry I have placed on my friends and family…added stress and anxiety. But this is honesty…it feels…
It was late… I was home, had my game face on and was trying my best to be a wife and mom. I had gone to a festival with my family, met some friends there, and had a good time. On the sidelines though taking up space in my head were some insecurities brewing. In…
There are some things I wonder if this blog can handle. I mean I committed to honesty and writing out my feelings no matter where they lead. There are some things though, considering the real world (my friends, my family…they do occasionally read what I write) I am not sure I am ready to handle:…
Inspired by a loved one but dedicated to all of those people in the world who don’t give up. I know depression is a cycle, it is hard to be around, to witness, to be sucked into. Many times watching someone go through depression makes you exhausted and leaves you feeling helpless. But words do…
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…
I am pretty stubborn and I am really good at making everything about me. I have been told I borrow emotion from people, but really I think it means I am a thief. “Oh…no…here comes that girl Hastywords…watch out she will steal your emotions!” Now that I know I have this super power I am…
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