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Submitted by Addy Whaley
Sorrowful
Write a poem that could have this as the title.
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I haven’t grown since I was in sixth grade.
I thought I had,
I wanted to believe that,
But if anything,
I’m worse off,
Or just unchanged.
I forget every now and then,
Because I guess egotistical is my natural state,
But every now and then someone reminds me,
That I’m doing something wrong,
That I haven’t changed.
So I will change.
I will put on a new face just as I have done before,
Because I gue...
One year today, since we got eachother.
Your words, a lifeline to my heart.
But things went wrong, and you slipped away.
I hold onto memories, fragments of our love.
Each message, a bittersweet echo.
I miss your presence, your laughter.
Now, I’m lost, adrift without you.
Every day, I wish, for your return.
Take care, my love, you are my heart.
Come back, I’m incomplete without you....
I remember being in sixth grade, hearing that some girl named Hallie thought I was annoying.
Said I talked about mental health too much.
I can’t say I know why I did it.
I was anxious back then,
But it would still be another few months before I had my first break.
And after that first break,
I still talked a bit about it.
Not as much though.
Maybe I just wanted it to feel more normal.
And then th...
you cry
from the heat
it's torturous
the blazing hot sun
what's the point
if you're dying
hair is dry
skin is burnt to a crisp
it's sorrowful
that it has to end this way
you know it's the best thing
to die rather than live
in this desert heat
for it's killing you
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if it's bad or sad, don't blame me, blame Taylor 🤣😭...
Sometimes I will write about her
To avoid writing about the things I’m worried about.
She provides endless inspiration,
From all of the endless torture I went through,
But that’s not always what plagues my mind.
Other worries,
Larger priorities.
And right now it’s
Time. I think.
Like I am not doing enough with my time.
I need to get a life
I need to stay inside
Live the academic life
Not waste aw...
The night sky is so captivating as the blanket of darkness is spread across the sky . The moon’s essence glows a beacon in the night bringing light to the earth as many sleep .
I’m left awake staring at the walls weeping.
Wondering where you are ? But heavens a distance so far .
But the stars is the sky are so bright as they ignite , our souls full of memories take flight through the night.
...
Looking so sweet.
Your innocence, must be so delicious.
Fragility, so delicate and pathetic.
Filthy and dirty.
That’s what you can become.
I’ll gladly become the cause for it.
Your death, unintended.
You better not go, you cannot escape.
I’ll tie you down, you’ll be silent.
No one will believe you,
Even if the cloth dampens.
Even if you scream,
Mommy hasn’t heard you yet.
De...
I have a time piece that I wear.
Other people may be aware of it,
But they cannot see it,
And I feel it on my wrist,
Around my neck,
And in my head.
It ticks incessantly.
That’s why I can’t be alone,
Why I can’t handle the quiet.
It’s at its loudest when there are no other sounds to drown it out.
It’s been particularly loud lately.
I think someone’s been messing with the gears.
I love hanging ou...
I’m humming in my head,
Conducting an imaginary orchestra.
Arbitrarily moving my hands,
Typing out the words most present in my mind.
I look like a mad woman.
I feel like a mad woman.
My emotions have the range of Jekyll and Hyde.
I am anxious,
I am paralyzed.
I don’t understand why I can’t move.
It is unclear what I want.
Without this strong desire I stay still on the couch.
Without any movement ...
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