TURNING TABLES

I can feel you Slinking around In my periphery You’re waiting For me to search My surroundings To find the cause Of my unease You’re loving Every second Of my discomfort But… My apprehension Isn’t real I am playing To your fantasy I secretly delight In being the one That’ll expose The terrors You’ve planned…

BITTER CHILL

  Written by Steven Clapp and Hastywords He stood angry; freezing Watching them leave Hurried footprints marking Their narrow escape Leaving him to grieve Their witnessing voices And the dead silence he Couldn’t bring. ♦ Over blood and ice; His eyes follow into Tomorrow’s endless night, Where the wraith of regret Would lie in wait…

BOUND BY SIN

I was happy to write this piece with a new partner.  Please take time to click on her link and get to know her.  WRITTEN BY KISSTHEDREAM22 AND HASTYWORDS I couldn’t hear him but his lips were moving His warm breath came out in smokey puffs Eyes glowed fiery gold despite the icy cold Standing…