Writing Prompt
POEM STARTER
Compose a poem about false awakenings.
A false awakening is when you wake up within your own dream. Those who experience false awakenings do not realise they’ve woken up inside another dream.
Writings
an almost miracle
i’m breaking as you break the glasses
on the floor by my feet
i’m shaking as you shake my mother’s ashes
i’ve fallen to my knees
it’s taken everything i’ve lived for
to not take everything from you
ill just lay in this bed, fear for the next morning with you
i wake up to the sound
of rain on the ground
i look all around
you can’t be found
i get up from our bed
the sheets a bloody mess
i wonder...
Sunshine Spring
my life is untrue.
stirring and writhing.
choking and screaming.
bruises and cuts.
broken plates, bowls, cups.
dare i stare at a bright light,
shining inside, glistening off my skin.
dare i cusp my hands, interlock my fingers.
snatch the light and throw it on my face.
loudly smiling, i do.
smelling the crisp, strong spring air with closed eyes.
imagining the sweet floral scent of the flowers
heari...
Man In The Hallway
My heart does thump
my skin does burn
When the shadow of a man stands
his presence adjourned
1 second he’s there
10 minutes he’s not
On the nights that the air
is stagnant and hot
Bending ‘round corners
lurking in hallways
These dreams of mine
They’re just a phase
A hint of a attention
I shouldn’t pay
To the being that haunts me before every day...
Beep
*Beep Beep Beep Beep*
No!
Not Again!
I need sleep, sleep, SLEEP!
Through slivers I see the hideous yellow.
Through shivers, I feel the cold hard floor.
*Beep Beep Beep Beep*
No!
Not Again!
I crave rest, rest, REST!
Through nauseating gurgles, I smell the roast beans
Through the antagonizing one-way glass, I see the dead reflection
*Beep Beep Beep Beep*
No!
Not Again!
I yearn f...
The Gift 
I woke up bright and early to the sun shining bright,
Adjusted my eyes to the harsh morning light.
It didn’t seem odd that I could suddenly see,
Nor was it strange that you were smiling at me.
We hopped into the old Mustang GT,
Took off down south Central with Seether blaring on repeat.
Probably The Gift, yes, that was our song,
I laughed so hard when you tried to sing along.
We drove for m...
Voids Never Truly Sleep…
Inside me are wounds, wrapped up by scars. Beauty’s skin deep, but my insides rage war. Please forgive me, for eating your blues. Even though the words I scream in hate, are true. You’re so pretty when I cry. But I don’t think you realize. There is no depth left in my soul. I needed your love to make me whole. I wear my heart upon my lips. Kiss me hard, taste my sick. Disease roams freely in my ve...
Wake Up
I’m falling
I start bawling.
I hit the ground
As my head feels a big pound.
Waking up with a jolt
I get up and lock the deadbolt.
But, I can’t escape
The man in the cape,
As I turn around
There he stands, dressed as a clown.
He grabs me roughly
And whisper’s gruffly,
“You’re still not awake?”
As I just shake....