Writing Prompt

Goodbyes are hard Even when you know you’ll talk tomorrow There’s always a little part of me that’s not sure Not sure that we’ll speak again Not sure if you’ll respond Not sure you’ll be there

So what am I supposed to do when I know i’ll never see you again

When I have a time limit for my goodbye

When your fading

And there’s so much- too much- to say

How am I supposed to fit everything i should have said into a sentence

I’m not ready Not ready to loose you And not ready to say the words that give you permission to go

If i don’t say anything will you stay? Or will you slip by Wondering why i didn’t care enough To say goodbye

⚫️Not the Prompt ⚫️

It won’t be A hard farewell No tears will These eyes spill

Ill wave my hand Spin and then Without a second thought I’ll go.

These memories Will leave me soon You’ve poisoned the value They possessed

So ta-ta my dear My conscious is clear I hope for your Eternal unrest

Goodbye Goodbye I said to him It made my day when I saw his smile dim

Goodbye Goodbye He said to me He walked away as I was filled with glee

Goodbye Goodbye I said to him But now why did it break my heart to see his smile dim?

Goodbye Goodbye He said to me Now it was he that was full of glee.

(I don’t really write poetry so I’m not really sure if this is a poem or not..? 😅 it just looked like a fun prompt)

Everybody wanna knock me down, taking me for all I am. They try and try to break me, they take away everything.

I always scream, “why me”? Why are they taking away the things we love? I know why, because they are jealous, they see our light, they see our wings. They want to shine darkness all around us, they want us to hate, to have greed, they want to pull our wings off.

But you see, today is the day we going to knock em down, enough is enough. Love is love, not war or poverty or anger or hate.

Karma karma karma chameleon. So, oh, they can try and knock us downnnn, enough is enough. We may fall, but we get back up again. And like fuck will I fall again, y’all are gonna catch me this time.

Ill bleed out, Or suffocate, But when I die, Please don’t interrogate.

Please don’t fight, Please don’t blame, Please don’t hate me, Please don’t be ashamed.

Of me, Of my decisions, Of my dreams, Or my escape from my prisons.

—•— Question of the Day:

Poems or stories?

For me, girl I can’t even answer🤣

Am I forgetting to love you? Am I forgetting to love myself? It's dance of senseless agony It will never come to an end

I will not be forgiven And you will never forgive yourself So what's the point of trying? What's the point of seeking sense?

From the weakest point of sanity Guiding me into the light You made a mistake of clarity I made a misteke of flight

It is broken, no longer needed So am I, it's safe to assume When you leave, swear to forget me I would love to see how you bloom

See your shine, as bright as it can be No longer drowning in my shade of blight Changing clothes to serendipity Of color, to prove your light

Goodbye close friends I made on this app I’m taking a break But don’t worry I’ll be back Goodbye amazing writers See you in a month I’ll miss you all No nothings wrong Just need a break from my phone Gotta re-enter the real fucking world As hard as that is Can’t use this as an excuse To escape reality So to my fellow writers Can’t wait to read everything You got When I Return

You used to be someone I loved Now your nothing to me Once I would’ve been sad But now I’m happy to watch you leave

To think my best friend Could stab me in the heart I wouldn’t believe it before But now I’ve become smart

Seeing you used to fill me with joy But now when I see you I know you think of me as a toy

Goodbye, you bastard Without you, I’ll fall asleep faster

Goodbye, you asshole Without you, Life won’t be a hassle

Goodbye, you jackass Without you, My heart will have less cracks

Goodbye, you scumbag And do me a favour, Don’t come back

(Not the prompt, this is mostly my insomnia talking.) ———

It’s 3:26 am right now What am I doing? Scrolling mindless through Insta Checking my snaps, there are none Looking at my 56 tabs on Safari

Writing Trying to come up with ideas Ideas that will grab attention Excite people Or at least one

It’s 3:30 am now It’s time to doubt everything I’ve done today Or I guess yesterday Did I do anything embarrassing? Yes The answer is always yes

As I lay in my bed At 3:43 am I think, “I wish I could sleep” But then I would be welcoming dreams A space for my dark thoughts to come to life

So I’ll stay awake For as long as I can Until I can no longer keep my eyes open And greet the monsters behind my eyelids