Writing Prompt

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...

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 ...

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 ...

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...

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...

heaven did not deserve you

so when the sky parted

and you fell into my arms

your lightness met

the darkness inside me

and we saved each others souls

...

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 ...

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 ...

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...

She was sitting there in her car riding on the highway thinking. She thought Life is a Highway and I wanna ride it all night long. She learned how life is important and it is like a highway. So Life is a highway and this time she believed it!...