Writing Prompt

Let me demonstrate my struggles of getting my poetry started. All of the pain and trauma can definitely incapacitate one’s motivation and thoughts. That will no longer be allowed and my words will solidify my strength and love for poetry....

I was born to demonstrate control. Self-discipline and sacrifices are all I’ve ever known. I’m a machine stuffed into skin. I do not incapacitate; I destroy. Taking down a target is how I solidify my place in this world. And in this world, I’m on top....

I lay there on the table, aching everywhere, but not knowing how to trace the origin. As I come to, I hear a masculine voice, "As you can see, we incapacitate the subject, but not completely. I'll demonstrate the next phase after we engage with the subject."

The blurred subject moves closer to me, but my eyes are too hazy to make out any detail beyond the grainy sound of his voice and the gray on...

Once upon a time, far from the horizon, a kingdom reign through the shadows of the rising sun. An empire known from all ages and cages, held the rumors of prophets. King shall die, and shadow will strive. For thy, shall put men to slumber. Spontaneous war, blood and death will shivers through them. Thats what prophet shows, yet, one know none....

I was a god. I had power that no one could take away from me. I taught my students the best ways to handle harmful or toxic situations. Until, I wasn’t.

2 years go

I was fighting someone in self-defense. I was being punched in the jaw continuously, and I couldn’t fight back. I was a warrior. I was supposed to win, fight to win. I grabbed a brick and hit his foot, he fell on his back and I instan...

"Your desire is to become..."

"Yes," I breathed. I was terrified. Not of my desire to bind myself to him, but of the confidence in it. I've never felt such a strong conviction, of anything, before in my life and the certainty of this one decision had my heart hammering. His eyes peered into mine. Those iridescent eyes that incapacitated all rational thought, leaving only the yearning to solidify ...

“Clearly you Cadets are not getting this,” Lieutenant Humphrey sighed, “so allow me to demonstrate.

Those words no sooner left his lips than his hand, flat as a board, whipped out like a viper finding its target. Unfortunately for that target, Cadet Matthews, that meant a chop to the throat that left him on his knees gasping for air and making strangled noise of pain.

“Incapacitate,” Humphrey ...

Lily and Leo are in an arranged marriage, and they don’t get along one bit. They only got married for money. Leo doesn’t know that Lily has been abused and kidnapped multiple times. One day, Leo saw Lily being abused by one of her guy friends (his name was Lewis), and he was nonstop punching her until she became a crying, bloody mess on the concrete floor and her back leaned against the brick wall...

My hands were trembling as I reached for the bottle filled with ice. The drenches of sweat on my hands felt like they had frozen at the touch of the cold plastic. I slowly picked it up from the table, clenching my jaw. I looked up to see 20 pairs of eyes staring directly at me. I swallowed before I found the courage to speak: “I put the water in the freezer to transform it into a solid matter.” I ...

I never was one for talking. Many people like to talk. I never understood why. I’m sure it all boils down to them likening the sound of their own voice. Why else would Henry on the 8th floor tell me about this sick mother. I had never known her or anyone by the name of Doris. So what if she had stage four cancer. I don’t truly care. As my luck would have it the awful chanting I heard from the apar...