http://slow.writerscafe.org/SarahMcKeeverHit The original writings of author Sarah McKeever Hitt en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098052 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In the late of our talethe bad and the beautiful play out in timeas I sit alone and wish I could smoke a cigarette and forget all about you.Sordid are we, in secretbut you, the worst of anything,silent in the midst of it all.But hey, what can I say?  That is as it should bein our silly lit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/2102721/ I was told a long time ago that I should not be afraid to tell my story, even if it means painting people and situations in a bad light.  The sage that told me this gave the reasoning that if the person wanted to look better in the story, they would have acted accordingly.  I took that as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/2026437/ I wonderbe it aloud or in slumberwhat sort of love have we?Is it the type that causes fireor does our whimsy bring raindropsAre we beloved in psalms and verseor do we sing in a tone so loud that onlythe owls can hear it in the middle of the night?Will we be legends in our romanceor folly in our adva.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/2014909/ Break my heart and hope to cryI died for love again last night.I covered my face with the hands of the divine and took the sin in strideFairy tales and shots of whiskeymixed up the signals I should have been hearing I held my blind heart to the skyand let you d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/662619/ Don't you remember... The sun burned my skin in California,turned to golden brown by nighttime.We danced together in the streetswhere you caught me as I tripped on a crack in the sidewalk.You were my hero drunk off the thriving evening and even moreso off the liquor.I would ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/642834/ The sky has gone greyand the air is getting colder.I never was one to use the obvious as inspirationbut the weather is the reason for my harshness and the catalyst for my finally saying what should have always been said.How dare you put me in this vice againand how dare God let me c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/625533/ Not really a poem, but something I want to put out into the universe. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/620062/ Brilliant, my loveyou shone brilliantly.Black night as your backdropYou contrast my wish to hold you tonight. You are a fantasy of my far off selfheld in front of me, egging me on.Acting as if Christ is my temptation  delivering me from all that is evil. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/618868/ I hope you are proud of yourself.I really do.Because I am not proud of myself.. In an instantIn a secondin a shallow breathI am your toy, your baby your secretWhich I told myself never to be again. I hope you are happy with yourselfI really doBecause I am not.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/618861/ Is it fiction or is it factglimmer shimmer show off?Crowds may applaud,but not memy cheap seat attitude stays honestwhen the masses leave their seats. How is it you stand so stillamongst the thrilling chaotic majesty?Tactful tacky and oh so unrefined ,shines your face in the l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/615638/ FatherTime forces me to breathe.He tell me that now is not the time to panic. "Hold steady, be still, all will fall into place." I do not believe I have ever been so boldas to doubt what he has to say about such things. But... There is the matte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/615251/ If you search the sordid darkness of my roomchecking behind the pictures of my friendsyou will find hidden beneath the the paint and plasterthe hope that I lie about. Amongst my second hand furniture,and camouflaged by the randomness of my mindremain the wishes I feverishly make i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/615200/ Rampant. My emotions,fears,obscenities are blissfull in their indulgence.They run rampant for you. Skin on film.Flash.Crash and burn.See-through walls  constructed by your hand. Breathe in through nose.One, two, three times if I am luckyPursuit ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/615177/ Once again, you messed me up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/611676/ The trees bent silentlyMoon drenched landscape weepingDew covered grass bowing In the presence of you.Transcribed in the starlightMy message of loveMisread by the nightingalesWho spoke it to you.All the while I sleptWaiting patiently for wordThat you felt the same. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/603051/ The sun was burning todayToo humid to hide what I have to sayMaybe now is not the best timeBut I have never been too good with timing.Here goes nothing and everything at once This is how I feel.You make me feel like the most beautiful person aliveYou make me feel disgustingYou say al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/581734/ So unfair is our love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/572960/ I was a fool Took more out of promises than meantHeld paupers at princely esteem Just to be burned in the endProven incorrect and naïve Shown that time doesn’t erase scarsNo matter how much they get camouflaged by sunlightThe marks are still there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/569561/ I hate that I spend so much time piningscribbling in ironic notebooksrunning through scenarios in my head.Maybe it’s the weatherThe gusts of warm breezeThe sun beating on my shouldersMaybe it’s because I miss youThe juvenile smile across your lipsThe self protecting w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/568632/ Sordid, twisted, and devianthold my hands behind metake the breath from my mouthclose my eyes with your fingertipsI am your doll. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/563506/ My mind wraps along the treeswhile you cut themwith your dull axchopping away until I fall. Ironic bruises on what used to be your favorite parts of my bodyyell at me with disdain and a mixture of pity and blame."Now what?" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/563505/ Together we can rule the worldheads held high and alivetaken from the Godsshowing our true designstogether.Beauty will come forth from meglowing back to youmaking you believe in things like forever, dreams andbeautyMoments cling to us like souls holding on to to bodiesleft behind at deathpraying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/563502/ Straight from the lipyour wordsmy earsI couldn't hate you more if I tried You used mewashed me downno reluctanceyou're selfish without bounds. Now I am stuckbroke downworn outhell bent on hating you. I blame your mamasoft handsno rulesYou learned no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/563431/ Frozen. You want to keep me frozen.No words from frigid lipsYour secrets kept. But no. I am warmthe chill in you for naughtThere is no desire in me to play ghosthidden. No, one better.  Good bye my friendyour now and future titleyou h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/563425/ Every once in a whileI walk past you in my mind.You look handsome in that lighting, all perfectly blended between guilt and innocence.You hold the door bell down, hoping that my mind's door will open.Of course it will, it always does. Every now and again,I play your favorite s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/563422/ Honesty. I hope you are reading this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/551459/ Something holds on to me shaping my imagination andpouring meaning into my day dreamsIt is persistant as everythingand it won't let go without a fightForcing me to focus on merelentless in its plightand I am defenseless against it.It is you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/549523/ Dear lovecliche, as if a jokethe willow tree was swaying in my yardthe chimes were persistantand the doves mourned the afternoon.Your glass remained on the porch tablestanding, mocking my effortstelling the mailman what I had been trying to deny,I have been waiting for you... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/547856/ The moment began with a feeling grew into a breathfaded with the blink of my eyethen floated away like a dream. The sky was violetdusted with deleriumtrading my dreams for realityI watched you walk away. The moonlight broke my fallsturdying my stancepushing me onwar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/547852/ Hell has never seen anyone like mewhen my tortured mind sends me to dothe craziest thingsFrom the moment I took you onI was unable to be the wide eyed one in wonderand now I have no choice but to love you.Just pretend that I was not so damagedwhen you found me and maybe when you put me back on the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/541095/ The birds outside my window woke me too earlytheir persistance cut through my dreamsMy burnt out mind thanks them because I would have slept all day long.It was that same dream again.Where I was the top, A OK girl of the worldwith minions doing my bidding and fulfilling my whimsbut I kept lookiing f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/541094/ Do you think of me Because somedays I can’t stop thinking of youI don’t tell anyoneThey wouldn’t understandThey can’t figure out why I don’t read you for what you areNot good enough for me.Well maybe you aren’t good enough for meMaybe I am a million steps above yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/541093/ Hold me Shower me with the emotion I know you feelI promiseto never go a day for the rest of my life without seeing your faceTell meThat I was the reason you wake up and decide to make the most of your dayI swear that I will take my first and last breaths of everyday in time with yoursSmile at mebec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/541092/ Oldie but one of my favorites http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/541091/ Love is not painromance is not effort a relationship is not runningand happily ever exists. But even though my mantrahas turned into that of"let love chase you"I would feel less than honestif I didn't admit  If I have to chase anyoneI am going to chase after yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/541072/ If the movements of my handcould keep you here with meI would hold them high above my headand wave to God, if I thought it would help.If I thought it would make a differenceI would plead insanity in front of a judgeduring the trial of your devotionand take my sentence in stride, if I thought it woul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539684/ I am the girl running after peoplethat don't want to be caughtending up tired and ashamed.Somewhere is a mantying up his laces tightwho won't let a little spot of rain deter him from finishing the race.Happy to run as long as it takesif it means he gets to take me home as his prizewe will start on o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539671/ Sometimes not many words are needed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539637/ The door clicked behind you"breathe in breathe out"as I held onto my sanityyou took even that from me.My trembling hands told on mestanding in front of you "breathe in breathe out"but I couldn't.This is youstanding and waiting for me.How could I take my eyes off of you"center and be calm"with that c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539634/ All my friends tell me they want moreNot meI just want you all the mess that comes with itWhen they throw their sideways looks at me, I don't pay attentionI know that most of them have never felt what we feltbreathed as deeply as we breathedor cried as relentlessly as I did when you walked away from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539630/ The night I faked it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539629/ In the still of my night timeI sit in front of a window watching the stars wishing upon them seems futile but i do it anyway.In the quiet of my bedroomI lay back on my bed closing my eyes to center myselfholding on to my dreams seems ridiculousbut I do it anyway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SarahMcKeeverHit/539627/