Rusty : Writing

Fatal Wind

Fatal Wind

A Poem by Rusty


Each breath leaves The next weaker than the last Thoughts conspire to deceive Render to ashes and to dust Formidable foe This thing called ti..
It's not just another fall

It's not just another fall

A Poem by Rusty


It's not just another fall Cold wind Blows strong tonight Awake though there's no light Leaves falling to the ground The chill climbs in besi..
Lot

Lot

A Poem by Rusty


Such is the lot Fools Lending hearts to the rosy fire Rending loves best to the pot Still consuming the fire cries for more Chaste no more Lot..
exposed

exposed

A Poem by Rusty


while you flaunt your wordsand receive your accoladesI shudderseeing men like me so wellnaked and alonedrinking in the poisonsurrendering to the death..
Wells run dry

Wells run dry

A Poem by Rusty


Lips are crackingNo tears for my eyesAlone but I don't want companyMy well, its run drySunburned when biddenHeart sick as the river ran dryNo wind to ..
Quiet tears

Quiet tears

A Poem by Rusty


Quiet tears grace my cheekFor children I do not knowJust one day shall soon be one weekAs presents get covered in snowIcy hearts may never thawThe sum..
Little deeper

Little deeper

A Story by Rusty


There is not muchNo really it's all quite lostThere isn't much to ponderSo gone it's not a shameNo worries about dirty fingersNo concern for calloused..
A fools night

A fools night

A Poem by Rusty


she sleeps while I stir in the buffeting winds, the winds of my soul and the wind of the night. Night taking from me that which at once belongs to me ..
What

What

A Story by Rusty


Where has my heart gone? The pain and loneliness that compels me to write replaced by dead weight like the calloused ankles that drag the prisoners ch..
These late hours

These late hours

A Poem by Rusty


They are full of foolsAnd rabble rousersAnd men like meIn these late hoursThe artists toilsDemons that tickle their soulsLike the slight of handMaking..