Writing Prompt

Run.

Just run.

And don’t look back.

Please just keep your head forward Jonah.

For demons and monsters are chasing you.

It’s better to be lost than to be found by the devil.

Isn’t it?

Ugh, doesn’t matter.

Just focus on whats ahead.

Focus on your feet hitting the ground.

And your heart beating.

And your breath.

And running away.

For being lost isn’t what I wanted.

No one wants to be lost though...

I am a blind bird

Soaring through the sky

Unaware of where I go

Unaware of all your lies.

I am a blind bird

I depend on your direction’s

You can lead me to my nest

You can lead me to my death bed.

I am a blind bird

Because your covering my eyes

You say your protecting me from the world

You say everyone’s a predator in disguise.

I am a blind bird

With chains wrapped around my feather stripped ...

In search of something

That I never misplaced

A thought

A memory

An answer

Acrid in my throat

And peppery on my tongue

For a minute it’s there

And my vocal chords reach for the words

But I push them to the roof of my mouth

Swallowing them back to my soles

My opportunity is lost

As hands fall down

My words fall from another mouth

Speaking the answers I wanted to say

Yet again

I wonder

If t...

Sometimes it's easy to lose things.

I lose things every day.

I lose my favourite teddy bear in many different ways!

Sometimes I misplace him

Out in the garden grass.

But always I will find him wherever I left him last.

He hides in all the cupboards

And hides in all the rooms.

My teddy has adventures but he always turns up soon.

Sometimes when I lose things,

They can’t be found again.

It make...

It’s hard to be on the periphery

No one can see me

With their blinders

I have to keep myself company

I hope something changes

It’s hard to be on the outside ...

Lost in time,

inside the universe,

On the road

to nowhere

Rejection at hand

planet to planet

Moon to moon

A hike of futility

Hope for future

Spaced out in time

Forget the past

I’m no longer lost

...

As a child it felt like getting lost was the end of the world. If you didn’t know where you where going, or even where you were, then surely you had failed. I think back to those few times that I would get lost in Walmart. I would look around frantically for the sight of anyone familiar. Most of the times, my mother would be only a isle or two away, but it felt like miles. My heart would race as I...

I’m lost right now

I dont really know how

I know where i am

It’s my mind that’s in a jam

It’s my brain right now that’s lost

It’s covered in frost

It’s breaking apart at the seams

It’s like I’m stuck in my dreams

I dont know how to get out

All i want to do is scream and shout

I dont know where my brains at

I’m thinking that it might be flat

But i dont know

Where else to go

So I’m here

Living wit...

The dead sector.

A large quadrant of city scape wearing that name as literally as it was tragically. Thousands of miles of buildings and sky scrapers frozen in time, lifeless, crumbling.

The road beneath my feet was hardly even recognizable from the dense grass and foliage enveloping it. It was like burial ground of architecture, signs of an age long fading away. The earth was taking back what ha...