Drowning in the white surf.


Stop. I wanna get off.

I’m done on this ride,

the world is spinning

i’m spewing my guts.

I’ve paid my penance,

stop the fucking ride.


I’m tired of this game

i’m drowning

can’t you see?

The undercurrent has my legs

and the white surf

is filling my lungs, bright

rays are blinding me and

the rain is slamming

me further under the water.


I wanna get off.


Karen Hayward ©2016


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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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