Writing Prompt

It was filled with bitter romance

Petals from a velvet rose

Thorns to keep you far

But hook you when your close

Sour taste when it’s bitten

If you didn’t know the difference

Between loving and consuming

So it keeps you at a distance

It’s dissonant, relentless

Tugging at your tension

Mentioning this conflicition

Will not bring it to repention

It’s a constant repition

On an in and out ign...

Love and hate walk side by side,

Two shadows in the waning light,

One a whisper, soft and sweet,

The other with a growl of night.

Love blooms in the brightest dawn,

In soft embraces, warm and true,

It builds a bridge from heart to heart,

And colors life in every hue.

Hate, however, seethes in dark,

A silent storm within the breast,

It feeds on fear, on doubt, on pride,

And neve...

The flames lick and tickle

I feel so warm

I could sleep here forever

Not too close

Not too far

Enough to light the way

And cause no harm

The flames sting and sizzle

I think I’m dying

Ripped apart by the heat

Consumed

By the once gentle beast

Charred and ugly

I waste away in my suffering

The fire is gone

I’m numb and I’m cold

I miss being warm

At least it hurts less

Than the burni...

It starts with acquaintance.

It grows to learning.

It quickly turns to words that ignore patience.

Spoken from the head.

Spoken from the heart.

Obsession is next.

With wanted or unwanted thoughts always lingering.

Thoughts that feed a burning flame.

Thoughts that eventually turn to passion.

An intense passion.

These thoughts can drive one mad.

Now tell me…

Was it hatred?

Or was it love?...

A dichotomy is often seen

With two meanings stuck in between

Love and hatred is one of these

Long long lost friends turned enemies

**Opposites they say we are, but truly we have come so far****_

_****Repaired the wounds of our past**

**And come together to make it last**

****

Love is seen as warmth and peace

Riddled with drama on a screen

But true love often goes unseen

Making those who want i...

Love

Hate

Love like the feathers of a dove

Hate like a shard of a broken plate

Love

Like the feathers of a dove

no need to improve

no need to be above

Hate

Like the broken shards of a glass plate

who can relate

It is like a bad date

Love

Hate

like the feathers of a dove

or the shards of a broken plate

All the pieces fit together

You pick you choose

which will you put together

love or hate ...

I want to brush his hair,

for I love him

I want to shoot him in the head,

for I hate him

I love his smile,

for I love him

I hate his attitude,

for I hate him

I need to kiss him,

for I love him

I need to slap him,

for I hate him

I know his looks,

for I love him

I know his heart,

for I hate him

I like his body,

for I love him

I dislike his words,

for I hate him...

I pick at my lips to pick something to start peeling away the feeling of you from my skin,

Scrubbing the taste of you off of my tongue, the smell of you from my nose like coffee beans at the perfume counter

I close my eyes tight and rub, as if I can force the stars beneath my eyelids to stop masquerading as you

I wrap myself in blankets like I used to be wrapped in you, trapped in you, like my ...

I love this feeling

I live on it,

Thrive on it

I feel it bubble and pop in my veins

I feel it constrict my lungs

Twist and turn and

Contort and cry out

The words swallowed whole

As my heart withers and wrenches

But the black spreads

And the pain is fueled

And yet

I

Want

More.

But I hate this

I hate how it drowns my head

Shatters my thoughts

And pulls me down

Restrains me to the bed

I hate this fe...

I don’t like him like that.

Actually, I scarcely like him at all.

But I know that he used to like me,

And for some reason I can’t stand it that he likes someone else now.

Even though I hated it the entire time he liked me.

It felt anxious and uncomfortable and weird.

And I guess there was a time when he was kind of nice.

And objectively I thought that he was the cutest guy.

But I still didn’t and ...