Writing to feel the world
Hi, this is Shay. This is my blog for all things writing.
Also writing here is Marysa Writes.
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I’m not throwing away my shot
My Shot, Hamilton
I’m a fighter.
I’m a hybrid.
Project Hybrid, Shay Speare
O Venus, As the somber drums echo my heavy feet During the plight of wilted roses To which gray fog lingers against my skin, I pray to you, O Venus, … Continue reading O Venus
So, maybe I’m a Queen of Hearts, destroying love with heavy darts. But who are you, o Fool that clings? Everything you do, it just stings. Or maybe you’re the … Continue reading fool
There’s a tide in your eyes, and several hundred reasons why I should simply say goodbye as I look into the tide in your eyes. But there’s in the tide … Continue reading Again
Light fades through the room, drones out the sound, uncertainty looms to the past to which we’re bound. I can’t feel your heart, but I know that it’s slow, unable … Continue reading Shadow
Don’t bother to get too close. I won’t be your ideal host. I’m the fire, the burn, the ember, the spark, the flame, the smoke that’s making you nervous. You … Continue reading Bad News
