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Submitted by an anonymous Daily Prompt user.
"It was all becoming real."
Use this as the closing line of a poem in any style.
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I remember when I played dress up
The frilly dresses and the plastic tiaras
There were no worries in the world
I remember when I used a hairbrush as a microphone
Singing my heart out to Disney tunes
I remember when I could do my hair in pigtails
Pigtails were my favorite
I remember when I took off the tiara
I wasn’t a real princess
I remember when I turned off the Disney tunes
I began to listen ...
I’m out of place
I know I’m blue
But if I could
I’d smile for you
With my hand
Holding your heart
I don’t think
I would click restart
Because even though
Mistakes were made
I’m happy now
And its okay
You tried your best
You really did
I didn’t love you
Cause I was a kid
I can’t see
What I feel
But it was all becoming unreal.....
When the world turns black
It all seems too easy
Wishing when it could turn back
And I know this sounds cheesy
But I miss when I didn’t know
How horrible the world was
When I had stuffed animals to hold
And the only evil I knew was jaws
To be young and niaeve to world around you
To only wonder who are you going to play with at recess today
Before the world changed your point of view
All your vuln...
It all started as a dream. _It’s ok, it’s ok_. She had whispered to herself. But it wasn’t okay. Not anymore.
It all started as a dream. A bright summer day at the beach under the sun. But then _they_ crept in. Glass shattered on the cool hard ground. Concrete, sludge once again, sinking like a child drowning in the midnight sea. _Should have listened. Should have listened. _But that never happene...
People often make grief and pain sound like a poetic storyline that you have to go through
Songs make crying and having a panic attack in the middle of the grocery store sound
_Normal_
Movies make breaking down in front of your family a way of bringing you all
_Closer together _
But let’s be honest
Crying in the grocery store can be the most heartbreaking feeling there is
You feel so out o...
Kids have dreams,
Innocence and pure.
Playing around,
Wonderful to be,
Imagining the future,
Look forward to…
Without any worry,
Growing up,
For that moment.
Step by step,
filling up the brain,
With knowledge,
Stay focused as you go.
When you become a colleague,
There is the stage you wish for,
Doctor, teacher, lawyer,
Sport, technology, arts…
Choose your career,
It will help you to achieve your d...
Sitting here in the pew, I look up at the large cross displayed in the front of the church.
The face of Jesus looks down at me.
I feel like God does that a lot.
I'm never perfect enough, I never pray enough.
I try so hard, and still suffer.
When will he forgive me?
I told him sorry.
I begged for him to still love me.
But I don't think he'll ever answer.
Looking up at the large cross, it w...
When we noticed her nights were short
And she could hardly have a meal
That’s when we really knew
It was all becoming real
She stopped taking extra shifts
Or even showing up at all
But I don’t think she really knew
It was all becoming real
Our mom grew sick with worry
While she grew sick with fear
The shaking, the sounds, the shadows
It was all becoming real
“I need help. I need help. I need h...
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