Sarah McKeever Hitt : Writing

Merci mon amour, ma haine, mon jamais été, mon sera toujours

Merci mon amour, ma haine, mon jamais été, mon s..

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


For breaking my heart For trying to tear me down For stabbing me in the back For telling me I couldn't do it For telling me I wasn't worth it For..
exposed

exposed

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


In the darkness the lies are lost sin exposed for what it really is an honest exchange of love Fogs cover the exposed scars and we become each oth..
Happy Saturday.

Happy Saturday.

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Something fantastic traces my senses elicit affair ever pending Transferring messages telling of secrets keep it in the closet forever. N..
Tragedy

Tragedy

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


This is about coming to grips with haunting demons that were misuderstood from my past.
Burning

Burning

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


The fire burnsif only this late at night The images of your eyes on my body Tripping the switches that dim the lights and sparking the scraps you l..
Waging and raging

Waging and raging

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


What is this war we are fighting? It makes no sense to me. I rally my allies and I can't stop thinking. Was it something I said that started this ..
lights dancing on my ceiling

lights dancing on my ceiling

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


The day stripped to silence and darkened walls My empty room resting in peace. At last a moment to put my weary mind at rest. And then I hear your..
seeking

seeking

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Destined for greatness . Chosen by the unseen to change tides. Fascination abound as I move, treading ever so timidly forward. My words take a c..
Don't make me tell you

Don\'t make me tell you

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Stop trying to make me tell you I can't and there is no way that can change Things are not that simple anymore and there is nothing I can do. All ..
Freshly cut

Freshly cut

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


My ever needing of closure opened another door. This time you were behind it. My gratitude topped the charts. Your mystery came in a close second..