Sarah McKeever Hitt > Writing | WritersCafe.org

This just is what it is.

This is an introspective into the mentality of someone who lives in a world of make believe.

Somedays, the morning is good to you.

He moves like he rules the world With grace and purpose And I can’t stop myself from wondering how His hands would feel on my shoulders. ..

Just sit Hold me don’t ask me to stay Ask me anything else Sit and want to be with me Want me as much as I want to be with you These seco..

Sacred and equal to all the kingdom of heaven In the light of the almighty I take you as my savior In all of your glory aat your best and your ..

With the snap of a camera, a moment of exhibition on your part I found myself in the back of the crowd holding my own against people who wanted..

In the night sky there is a small light, You would miss it if you were not looking for it, But it is there, among the nebulas and the black holes a..

I feel like I have been slapped in the soul by the hand of whichever diety holds my delicate fate in the balance The stars yelled out to me from th..

It feels good, to give it all back to you, you unknowing philantropist