Rebecca Hope Rouston : Writing

A Love Unrelated.

A Love Unrelated.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


f**k, let me goit'll set me freeit's been too long, just let me breathei've tried too hard,and felt you thinkyour lung control,won't let the air sinkn..
Becoming The Fluidity.

Becoming The Fluidity.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


I want so badly never to be heardTo live as if I wasn't completely absurdPoints in time make it hard to connectAs letters form words too hard to forge..
Tyler.

Tyler.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


I know smoking in a closed room makes me wake up sickAnd when instructed to disconnect, who should I pick?I don't exactly know why I'm constantly aske..
First Impression Of Artistic Ignorance (or Rap Freestyling)

First Impression Of Artistic Ignorance (or Rap Fre..

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


I heard a rap freestyle the other nightOne man turned it to a cursing fightI began to antagonize him to tell me How he "saw more than we've seen"What ..
The Rant Of Epiphonies.

The Rant Of Epiphonies.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


in a nutshell, i'm 20 and having realizations as i should. but there's something different about me. i see deep, then a little deeper, then i study fo..
Nature, Nurture, Heaven, and Home.

Nature, Nurture, Heaven, and Home.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


inspiration: humbling river by puscifer. location: coffee shop in downtown. how typical.
Element.

Element.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


your red core and world have trouble collidingand you're tired of the burn never subsidingbreathing fuels, nothing cures, holding tighterpostponing th..
Some Drugs, Time, And Reality.

Some Drugs, Time, And Reality.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


You know, I sure do think a lotI wonder about this world and whyAs time passes and we experienceWe merely learn how to get highI've learned how to sit..
On Bonding

On Bonding

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


I love his disordersI find myself craving intelligencePanics come in the form of lawyersAnd comfort in his eleganceI fear I just may lose itI can't fi..
I feel it's hard enough without making up my own words

I feel it's hard enough without making up my own w..

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston


lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off.