Writing Prompt

I prayed this was

One of my smaller mistakes

But alas I was wrong

I played for high stakes...

I prayed this was one of my smaller mistakes. I had two hours before he got home and I had to take my chance. It may not have worked, but I was choosing myself and for the first time in my life, moving forward and not looking back. I knew this choice I was about to make would change my life forever....

I prayed this one is one of my smaller mistakes.

Mistakes. Errors. They say that we make them all the time. “To err is human.” Whoever said that does not know me. To err is me. That is more like it. To err is Rupert. Rue. That’s what they call me. I’m sure my mom rued the day she had me. Which is why she called me Rupert. And why she calls me Rue now. “Rue, go get me some coffee.” “...

I prayed this was one of my smaller mistakes, but the tinge of regret flickered in his eyes. I had put that darkness there.

An expression once filled with warm brown eyes, now swallowed by space. I'm used to finding myself lost in them, now I'm trying to catch my breath.

My eyes swell up with tears and I watch as they envelope down my face and ripple into the sink. With every drop the taste of s...

'I prayed this was one of my smaller mistakes.'

It all seemed as fundamentally real as deepfakes

Consistently driven by the purest of intentions

Sustained by a cycle of denial and reflections

Unfortunately, history cannot be unwritten

The direction we took after we were so smitten

A wrong turn here, a wayward thought there

I really believed in love, it was all meant to be fair

Overlooking tha...

I prayed that this was one of my smaller mistakes as I stood at the edge of the rushing stream watching the furious water carve at the shore. Sand and dirt began to cave in around the flow and stranded me on a small island in the middle of the stream after it had carved out a new course and destroyed my only avenue for escape.

Across the water, an ancient rusted automobile sunk as the earth colla...

Verse 1:

I pray this is one of my smaller mistakes.

Why must I so often give more than I take?

I bend and I bend, then I snap and I break.

I know in my heart that your worry is fake.

Chorus:

I laugh when I should, though it’s hollow and thin,

A mask of contentment stretched over my skin.

And though I’m not proud of the woman I’ve been,

It seems loving you is the worst kind of sin.

Verse 2:

I liv...

I prayed that this would be,

one of my smallest mistakes.

But as it turned out,

I was playing high stakes.

Making deals with the devil

Never turns out well

But praying to God for the best

For everything to turn out swell....

I prayed this was one of my smaller mistakes.

Each step jostled the coins buried deep in my pocket. They felt far heavier then they should.

Flickering gaslight lit my path, casting long dancing shadows upon the perpetually damp cobblestones.

The air hung thick with the stench of coal smoke and despair. A constant smell of rot permeated the streets.

My eyes glanced around the dim streets. It had b...

I pray this is one of my smaller mistakes. The scene before me feels as if it has been ripped from the darkest recesses of a nightmare. From one vantage point, my initial hunch proves true. Riven is bound to a chair at the center of a small but lavish room, blood trailing from his lips, a bruise blossoming around his right eye—silent testaments to the brutal blows I had heard. Yet, encircling him,...