Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Submitted by chantel
Write a story about the most recent song you played.
Writings
All the Songs I’ve Loved Before
Ally introduced me to Illenium,
I listen to Alec Benjamin because Zoe mentioned him in passing,
Samia sits in my library because Sean sent me one song,
Jax’s tunes entered my brain through my sister’s constant humming of Victoria’s Secret,
John Meyer hold a place in my heart after my mom’s numerous carpool drive jams,
A good song never dies is now a regular sound because Sam pointed it out from an...
This Is Me
I am not a stranger to the dark
Even when the lights
Are blinding.
Hide away, they say
Even when I’m right out
In the open.
We don’t want your broken parts
Even if they’ve been sewn
Back together.
When the sharpest words want to cut me down
I’m gonna shatter them
Like glass.
Gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
They are not worthy of
My attention.
I am brave
Even when I say
I am not.
I ...
Songs
Have you ever had that one song that brings all the memories with it, well I do. Every song I listen to has meaning to me. For example Stand Tall form Julie and the Phantoms, means that i can keep on fighting even if I’m the last on standing. Songs come in many forms and bring memories with it. I am a musician so I can listen to the words or the music behind it. Sometimes its the words I need, or ...
Let me blow ya mind
Hey boy
How you doing
Didn’t you think I notice you be wooing
Talking your sweet talk as if it is nothing
Betting it makes all the other girls blushing
Hey boy
What ya doing
Getting closer are you feeling like pursuing
I’ll admit you are easy on the eyes
Lose my stance as your hand moves to my tights
Hey boy
What we doing
You got me you know it who we fooling
I feel your heat as our bodies stand a...
Somebody else
I stood in the driveway of Moira’s bungalow, with the soft but heavy rain soaking through my denim shorts and plastering my hair to my face.
I was compelling me forward to her door. My chest swelled at the thought of her, my mind foggy with jealousy. Ration told me to turn around and go home, but my feet dragged me to her door, nonetheless.
Before I could raise my fist to knock or lift my feet t...
Strongest
You left me here
House filled with fear
Separated by a wall of tears
What will I do
I Can’t afford food
Can’t always Wear torn shoes
BUT YOU DONT EVEN CARE!
It’s just not fair
Can’t afford to share
New things are rare
The person I loved
Was stolen away
And replaced by you
Will never see you again
This child needs love
But I’m the only one around
Have to act like nothings wrong
Believe me it’s ...
The Last Song
Hmmm... the most recent song I played? You ask a difficult question. I haven’t been able to play- or even listen to- music in months. Not since the bombs fell. Life hasn’t been normal since. Even mothers don’t sing lullabies to their children anymore. It seems inappropriately jovial. Anything that doesn’t directly aid in survival has fallen out of use.
Come to think of it, I think the last song ...
Blown away
There is not enough rain in Oklahoma to wash the sins out of that house. Her mom is a angle in the ground. Her dad later there passed out on the couch. She heard the sirens screaming out. Some people call it taken shelter she called it sweet revenge. There is not enough wind in Oklahoma to rip the nails out of the past. Every brick every board every slamming door blown away. Every tear soaked whis...