Michele Hastings

Joined December 2017

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I never created this to make money, just to write like I do everyday and hope that someone enjoys it!

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Inhale
Inhale You'll be okay. Exhale. Please go away. Inhale. I need to escape. Exhale. Before it's too late. Inhale. Am I okay?
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
Emotions
Hope. I have no hope. I've lost all hope. Please tie the rope. Let me hang, let me mope. Love. I don't believe in love,
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
Acid
I want so many things that are forbidden to me. I want to love you, I want to show you what it's like to be free. Come with me, let me see.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
Society
What the fuck is with this society, pressuring men to fight and women to delight? What the fuck is wrong with this world? Pushing refugees away as if they
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
You vs. Me
You. You are everything I fear. I hope you're always near. You are everything I need. You are the sun to my seed. You are so humble.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
Enough
I don't remember saying no, but I don't remember saying yes. My body is nothing special, nothing too precious... But I can't help but feel as though
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
A Few for You
I want to slip through the cracks of the world and go to where the sun is. I want to disappear. I need you here. I want to chase the stars each night so they can give me my wishes, one by one, until they go outta sight.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
This Is My Body...
This is my body. I am not sorry. This is my temple, not your latest example. This is my home, you shall not enter. This is my property,
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
Insomnia
Most nights I can't sleep. Most nights my thoughts become too deep. Most nights I cry and cry, weep and weep. Most nights I can't sleep.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
D e p r e s s i o n
Depression depression depression. It's the blackest of blacks and the bluest of blues. Depression. It happens when I can not sleep.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
I Never
I never I never thought you would mean this much. I never I never wanted us to end up like this. I never I never hoped for this outcome.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets
Weak
Weak. You make me weak. Not a day goes by with you that's bleak. I don't know why you make me this happy. You make me weak.
By Michele Hastings8 years ago in Poets

Michele Hastings

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Inhale

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Acid

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This Is My Body...

Insomnia

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