Writing Prompt

more freedom than one can possess

a lack of thought

endlessly passion

gone from my mind

all cares, all hinderence

spinning, screaming, singing

everything has significance

nothing matters

Do you feel it?

The end is coming

Everything’s starting

Can you feel it?

The insanity...

If your dream came true

Would you be happy?

It would be yours, yes

And it would replace reality

But is that **good**?

**Right**?

If the world was filled with dreams

And reality was thrown out of the mix

People would be the same

Be hurt, be sad, be disappointed

Because our dreams create reality

This never ending cycle of turning and trying

So try your dream

Create the reality

But be mindful ...

I’ve seen people lose their light
when they realize their dream won’t come true.
And although that sounds daunting and gray, it’s real.
When their eyes darken and they bow their heads in disappointment,
I know their dream has been shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.

When they realize that this expectation they’ve been holding onto
disappears into the howling wind, never to be seen again,
almos...

With stone and brick I built a wall,

A fortress never meant to fall.

My heart, a thing of guarded grace,

Kept safe, untouched, in lonely space.

But then you came, a whispered breeze,

Rustling leaves through ancient trees.

The walls you breached with laughter's sound,

Your sunlight doused the thirsty ground.

Now flowers bloom where shadows lay,

And every stone you melt away

Reveals a heart that ...

Tw: this is a really long poem, like absurdly long, and might not even be worth the read because i’ve never had a daughter, i just really want one so i figured i’d give this a shot. this is also just a draft so idek at this point… also i didn’t follow the prompt. but despite all that, feedback would be great!

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at first you are small,

your tiny fingers curled

around mine.

does that mean

yo...

I sat where I sat

I didn’t want to break routine

And you got upset

Cuz that’s where you’d been sitting

I tried to explain,

You finally complied.

Then isolated yourself,

And sulked in silence.

I didn’t go over and ask what’s wrong.

Other people seemed concerned.

Is there something wrong with me,

For being so sure,

That it was a tactic,

To cause lines to blur?

I did nothing wrong,

And I will stan...

I know you’re not who I think you are,

But I’m fine pretending if you are.

I’m fine living in this fantasy,

Drowning out all thoughts of reality,

If it means I get to keep you.

All I really want is you,

Or who I think you are....

Dreaming

Seeming

Wanting

Hunting

Trying

Crying

Feeling

Reeling

Flying

Whining

Winning

Spinning

Fleeting

Creeping

Trapping

Flapping

Ending

Sending

Wandering

Wondering

Sleeping

Weeping

Tessa🦋...

Sometimes I ponder between life and death.

The choice to choose has always been given.

Wait on the right or conform with the left.

Believe what is seen or trust what is hidden.

I debrief through prayer and giving praise.

Some days I stumble but I always raise.

Aware of not conforming to the ways.

Neither silver or gold could cause me to stray.

Temptation of over indulgence plagues.

The wo...

Burning dreams shaped with

will’s hammer, hissing effort,

sharpened and balanced...