And in the darkness.


And in those moments when my tired soul broke beneath the idealism of a screwed up society. When darkness engulfed me. When I became so lost I was the epiphany of shame and the devil was the only other soul who knew my name. And in that moment when alone I cried a million tears of lost hope, on the shores of an ebbing tide that did all it could to draw away from my being. When my soul abandoned my body and all I was left with was the vast emptiness of an ocean of wept tears and the darkness of forever, I know now it went in search of you. It flew the skies of dying stars and searched the shores of crying tears. It navigated the faceless souls of existence until like a beacon of hope it found your soul and in returning to me upon that shore it placed inside of me a small flicker of light, for it knew, there was always hope, there was always finding you.

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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