Writing Prompt

I was quiet but not blind,

I was silent and you’ll find,

That silence isn’t nice,

You start seeing things eye to eye.

Whispers echo along the walls,

A reminder to lock the doors,

Because once you realise I can hear,

You may be in fear,

Fear that your words,

Your promises,

Your lies,

Are now mine.

I can still see clear as day,

When you struck blood because it was the only way,

You deceive,

You...

Railyn sits there as they talk. Still holding his hand. He was _her_ boyfriend but the way that he talking to Tracy brought doubt raining all over her parade.

They went to highschool together so it wasn’t odd for them to chat but normally you would talk to an old friend like you haven’t seen them in a while. The way Aiden talked to Tracy seemed like they have been talking to each other a lot rec...

She sat there in the corner every afternoon. While the rest of the world carried on its necessary functions, she simply stilled and silenced herself. She wasn’t waiting for anything. She wasn’t hoping to share her thoughts or planning some grand scheme to save the world. She simply watched.

She learned about life from that corner. Occasionally she’d turn her attention to a book when the chaos ar...

I was quiet,

But I was not blind.

I never said a word,

But I saw the signs.

Whispers become loud

When they echo in your mind.

Screams are still there

When they’re hard to find.

Wings still flap

When they’re in a cage.

Scars still hurt

When they heal with age.

You never saw

My disastrous fall.

You never heard

My unspoken word.

You never knew

What I never let show through....

It's amazing how little attention people pay to you when you're the quiet kid. How deeply you melt into the background, how quickly they forget your presence. Particularly when you're both the quiet and good kid. The kid who never screams for attention, lashes out, or sneaks around. Especially when you're the quiet, good kid in a large family of not-so-quiet, not-so-good kids, who all scream, lash...

*Quotes and song lyrics in this poem. Anything in quotation marks is not mine!*

“I was quiet, but I was not blind.”

I kept convincing myself you were kind,

but you “got me feeling like it hurts to think.”

Why did I never connect the link?

“I’m terrified to be alone”

and “you pretend you don’t know me

like we never met.”

I’m just accident-prone,

making friendships you can bet

will fail harder than...

The sound of the keys clacking beneath my dancing fingers soothes my soul. Usually. It’s hard to hear the sound of typing over the shouts coming from a few feet ahead. I fidget with one of my many braids as my fellow council members argue before me.

“Maybe if you weren’t a prick, Sam, we’d actually get something done in here!” The president, Alyssa, hisses towards our veep.

“Well, _you’re_ the o...

I use words

But I don’t say them outloud

It really is hard

To hear someone in a crowd

You might not hear more than a peep

Unless I am forced to speak

It doesn’t make sense

Unless you live it

Why give up your voice

When you can express it

You try to push above

When you are ignored

But I curl up and go down

Where the area is warm

Harsh cold territory

Pricks my skin

I don’t have the defence

That y...

“I was quiet but was not blind, just to clarify what you think. You think Im small like a mouse, but deep inside I’ll never stop. I’ll never stop the analyzing you thought I couldn’t manage. The message of being only a rat who knew too much. The rat who will speak up. Does that answer your question Mr. Sims?”

She put her cup down and scanned his face. He couldn’t fathom why she was so perpl...

Sitting in a room all too my self enjoying the scenery

Letting the world travel by mind in my own thoughts as the wired passes by.

I could hear the shouts and the voices around me

The subtle office politics and jibes.

The knife’s in the stomach

The love lust flirtous gaze

The vouyerism the narcissistic gaze

I was quiet but not blind...