The Voice of Madness – Hastywords

The Voice of Madness

The story started
Once upon a…
Midnight scream
Paranoid delusions
Waltzed lopsided
Down dark paths
Leading me deep
Into its labyrinth
Along the way
Alice welcomed me
As she skipped past
She had shaved her head
And had grown a tail
I bid her a quick farewell
Jack sat alone and sad
On a cracked sidewalk
Flashing his broken smile
While Jill sat flirting
With a lantern full of fire
While those things
That go BUMP in the night
Carried Wifi screens
Lighting up the hollows
Where the always heres
Found the never beens
Somewhere between
A golden brick road
And a rainbow of lies
The story ended
On a narrow path
With a slender man
Named madness

©Hastywords 2016

Hastywords is an anxiety driven over-analyzer. With a mind full of rainbows and devils she began giving her thoughts a way out of her head by writing poetry. Writing began as therapy for her depression and helped her gain perspective by putting her tears and laughter into words! You can follow her journey at Hastywords.

Purchase her stunning books, The Darker Side of Night and Depression’s Dance, here.

Darker Side of Night – Modern day poetry from the shadowy corners of an overactive imagination. Whether we embrace the night or we fear it, one thing is for certain: almost anything can be hiding in the dark. Take a peek at what is hiding in wait.

“I found this extremely raw and emotional and at times even haunting. The writer has no shame or hesitation in sharing her vulnerability with the reader. It’s endearing and inspiring. Loved it all. A must read!~ Anthony Ortalano”

Depression’s Dance – Depression has a way of sneaking into your life and before you know it you are caught in a dance you can’t cut away from. This is about my dance with depression complete with the moments of desperation as well as the moments of hope.

“In Depression’s Dance, depression is also given a voice, “I have convinced you to believe you are broken beyond repair.” It speaks throughout the book as an enchanter, luring Hasty to walk away from those she loves, from her desires and things that make her happy, and essentially her life. Hasty skilfully creates the voice as if it is spoken just under the surface of the conscious, sensed, but unheard. It implants negative perceptions and sabotages the ability to dispel them. While depression is an underlying influence which aims to destroy her, Hasty’s own voice is shared through her poetry. ~Sage Doyle”