Writing Prompt

Song: Labour- Paris Paloma

Why are you hanging on?

It’s easy to let go

It’s easy to forget

Just unclench your fist

Why am I hanging on?

It should be easy to let go

Why can’t I forget

My fist stays tight...

Song: look at me now - Christian Locke

I spent to long trying to forget you.

I gave you it all

But you didn’t want to.

I’ve finally gotten

Over you and your lies.

I realize I can live my own life....

I watched your figure fade further into obscurity, every road sign passed like a lock on a door I never wanted to close. But it creaked and crawled on its hinges as my tires dragged away. A low roar settled under the car, as it roamed across the crumbling stone that hadn’t seen a maintenance crew since the early 1900s. My hands shook on the steering wheel and if i focused hard enough, I could feel...

I Miss The Days - NF

(warning: depression, anxiety are mentioned

(Just to be safe))

I miss the days when everything I worried about was not being late to school and remembering all my friends‘ birthdays.

I miss the days when I wasn‘t constantly thinking about how much of a disappointment I was to my parents.

I miss the days when my anxiety didn‘t make me question every decision I made.

I m...

“Can you hear the drums Fernando? “ Ira stood in the doorway her husband Fernando stood there gun and arms, pack sling over his shoulder the war had started Fernando had been drafted he kissed Ira for one last time. He was going to France to fight in the Great War he wasn’t going to return. Meanwhile Ira was helpless to stop it Fernando was going to die. He was in a special regiment specialising i...

Desoleil - loyle carner ft sampha

Back, aye, nobody thought I was leaving, Caught with the grieving was taught to mislead him when all I’ve been caught in the seasons, ...

Trust , aye, Ain’t looking for the reason, thoughts still with me when I’m sleepin and struggling with breathing insomnia does creep in,

Cz I know it’s you,

and I ain’t screaming treason but I do really wanna just forget for...

I got a PC, you got a Mac- WEEZER-Odd Couple.

“I got a PC. you got a Mac?” She asked...

And it was then, I immediately knew, we would NEVER work out!

...

Listen. Seeing you got ritualistic. I can’t have you sliding under the door any more with the clattering of you claws. It frightens me far too much.

How does it do it, the Bone blackness of that shadow creeping silently under the door and over the walls. I wish you wouldn’t. Stop.

Why is it that it frightens me so much, this thing on the wall, looking at me. There’s nothing but black but I feel ...

You can't hold it too tight

These matters of security

You don't have to be wound so tight

Smoking on the balcony

-Pace is the Trick, Interpol

You can’t hold it too tight

For fear of causing a squeal as the last puff of life flurries about, frantic to flicker, free again.

Theses matters of security

That twist around me

Tangled and tight, pulling all breath

And desire to be.

You don’t have to be ...