Writing Prompt

I did it.

I knew it was wrong.

Trying to erase the voices,

but they fill my head all day long.

My family and friends, what will they think?

Is this really me?

My image stained like indelible ink.

If i tell today, my pain will fray.

Will they forgive me or stray me away?

Its time to confess, my unholy sins.

My body is froze, like a store manakin.

I sigh so much, I can hardly breath.

I did it bu...

no, i will write the poem i intend to write, a poem about heartbreak.

oh yes i know the genre takes up almost all of poetry second to love of ccourse.

hearbroken, dispare, lonely,

Its truly Captivating to love and lose.

but innevitable like life and death.

i was heartbroken by him, but it was beautiful to leave.

because what a story to tell, not to live.

a story i refuse to go on with.

heartb...

The words don’t matter

It is the ache in the heart

That far outlives them...

This is truly hard, to see your truth fade like the sand on a beach. Shouldn’t I have told you sooner? yes. Did I try to? yes. Am I doing this this to breathe? yes. His final question was why now? why did you wait to make me shed tears and wait for me to be broken like the old tv stored away and left to rot away? but guess what? that was the truth about me. That I am a liar, a fake, and a hurt mac...

In the quiet of the womb, where life begins to grow,
A spark of love, a seed of light, in tender shadows glow.
From dust, from breath, from whispered will, a pattern fine is drawn,
Each soul is shaped in sacred ways, a new day’s dawning song.

For God, the Great Creator, with hands unseen but near,
Forms every child in tender care, each moment pure and clear.
In each small heart, a piece of Him, Hi...

You are so _beautiful_. Every part of you. The outside, the inside, and everything in between. Your green eyes, they're more than green. Green is too simple, too bland a word to use. Your eyes look like a forest, the sea, and the sun. So uniquely beautiful. I used to think your eyes were blue, but that was before I got lost in their depth. Before I _heard_ them. Now that I do, I see, feel, and und...

To doodle on the sides of my book

was not what I first had in mind

When you said

you needed to write me something

I wasn’t expecting

A heart shaped iris

Drawn above the neatly organized lines

Inside sketched eyes

Instead of dark circles

I thought a letter was what I'd find

Not a diaper baby

Floating on what seems to be clouds of dust farts

Shooting safety pins

At calligraphy of the word...

Cloudy brain , heavy rain

Too much to hold , too much to think

All the thoughts , no one knows

Secrets pending to be told

It’s dark , it’s mysterious but it mine.

I keep them hidden deep inside.

For no one will understand , what I hold in my mind.

Is it better unsaid , is it best untold.

Should I reveal the secrets that keep my mind on go....

Eighty-six thousand and 400 seconds

Consumed by hours of constant hardship

Dress that way; Do it right

Look your age; don’t put up a fight

Don’t stress out; do not fret

If you mess up it’ll only create one singular mess

That’s not it; thats not right

That’s too short; thats too tight

Act right all the time

Don’t screw up it’s not worth your time

Screw up that grade

Make a mistake

Argue again

...

Say my name

Because I shouldn’t be prey

In a place that’s supposed to be safe

Say her name

Because she shouldn’t be afraid

While walking home everyday

Say his name

Because the color of his skin

Shouldn’t define who he is

Say her name

Because her religion

Shouldn’t cause her bullying

Say his name

Because mothers shouldn’t be afraid

to lose their kids to an early grave

Say her name

Because...