Writing Prompt

Ever changing threads,

That alter and age with time.

Where new meets old it tears and frays,

Until it all unravels,

And sits nestled in our pockets,

Like scraps of sentimental cloth....

The past was haunting him again

The days of when he was taken

His was just a boy who liked a nice clowns

But with this clown he was mistaken

He was picked up and put in a van

Then taken to a filthy cellar

For over 20 hours a day kept in the dark

He felt as blind as Helen Keller

The Maniac clown would twist his mind

While using his tiny body as a toy

He put thoughts deep inside his Psyche

Those d...

The past was haunting him again

The days of when he was taken

His was just a boy who liked a nice clowns

But with this clown he was mistaken

He was picked up and put in a van

Then taken to a filthy cellar

For over 20 hours a day kept in the dark

He felt as blind as Helen Keller

The Maniac clown would twist his mind

While using his tiny body as a toy

He put thoughts deep inside his Psyche

Those...

The past is gone

A lesson we learned

It doesn’t define us

Even if it burned.

All I can today... 😐😐...

My past was too long ago

Now the years are starting to show

My mind is starting to fade

I feel like I’m in the wrong decade

All my kids have great grandkids

I’m too old now to be cleaning up baby skids

I want to go away and live another life

Or go back 60 years and avoid all this strife

My backs now out and i need a new hip

I hate having to have a bracelet in case i trip

So that’s my past and th...

Jordan always had a hard life ever since he was 5 when his parents started taking drugs at first it wasn’t too bad but by the time he was ten the rarely ever cared about him so he went to school every day with a smile. One day when he got home once he turned 15 they were really strung up and started hitting him he had gotten used to it in the past month but he couldn’t handle it anymore.

“I’m lea...

I look back

through an album of memories

And my heart weeps

Through the cracks

Left by unseen enemies

Left be me

I’m letting them have their clown

A dancing monkey

Sit up straight, don’t frown

It’s all about the money

You’ll thank me when you’re older

Just do what I say, ok

Be my clown

I can’t breathe

Chest chained in anxiety

They can’t see me

I’m lonely

only picture an symphony

To ease me.... e...