Writing Prompt

it hit my eyes first and they started to water and upon every inhale it burned my nose, my throat

and we heard another go off a loud bang and more filled the room

and i heard my brother wheezing, choking the sounds of death

i crawled over to him trying to avoid the suffocating gas and put his head under my shirt for protection

i could barely open my eyes and held back the vomit as we sat there waiting to die

i finally mustered the strength to yell “OPEN A WINDOW”

the dealer laughed and opened one and it vacuumed out into the world

saving us until Mark would inevitably fart another horrific fart

So warming and salty Like diving into the North Sea On a July day

Nestling my fingers around The hot sensation of the handle Burns my fingers gently

Melting Croutons Sticky in the bottom of the cup Congealing softly in my teeth

The soup satiates my hunger When i’m desperately needing something Hunger and thirst dissipated in one Nothing softened at the bottom Of my cup.

I feel like I had the world with her For a short amount of time. Maybe it wasn’t real. To her But to me I loved it

Destroying my thoughts, my being Was it even that much for you? Did you feel like I felt?

I destroyed my life. I took down everything. Cut off people. Became isolated. I loved it though, I did it to myself

Know your life was never destroyed You can always rebuild Love again Get a new job Love yourself again Try Just keep trying and you won’t fail.

Regardless if I still have a chance with her. Or don’t. I Will Be Okay

Scalding and sputtering my fingertips blister and bubble A cloud fills the air as I drizzle all too quickly I scrape with and unforeseen resentment And plop Coffin like, into a aluminum box Then straight into a 400 degree incinerator it goes My coffee cake

If B then C, Why can’t I C What to make of this? If N then O, Why can’t I know What will happen in the coming time? If A, then B, then C, Then D; Shouldn’t E come next? So If X then Y, Then Y did Y, Come slumping after D?

Waking up early, getting ready, I have to work not sure how will go, Dropped me off, and I started my day. Pull out the information, I have no idea, Wait, you what? Figured it out, oh my dear. Scared me, you better know this. Powerful morning, Tired afternoon, In between is my daily stage. As time goes, there are still more to learn. How can you be so confident? Practice makes perfect, you know right. Let mind into the work, Finding a way out, To where? Go home? No no no! try to have a habit of the job, Hard enough to get it done. Everyday repeat myself, Every moment counts for something important!

In twilight's glow, we march to the sweet, You promise the trip but refuse the treat. "No ice cream for me," you coldly decree, While I crave the joy we could share, you see.

How can you stand there, love in your eyes, And crush my heart with such cruel guise? Damn your refusal, your stubborn disdain, For in this moment, you bring me pain.

Take me for ice cream, but feel my ire, Your empty hands set my heart on fire. In this summer night, let anger scream, For what's a trip without shared ice cream?

Luna, the name encompassed my entire life, It echoed in streets and swam through oceans. It struck me down, pierced with a single knife, Sorcery I yell, this witch brewed love potions.

Luna, the name glowed in my darkest hours, I wish to dance and frolic in fields of Green. Your ethereal eyes and your scent of flowers, I imagine the age of time, all that has not been.

It is just a name, all I have known, The bitter scent of coffee, all I have known, A wrinkled grin and a laugh, all I have known, Luna, the girl I knew nothing about, had flown.

Wicks burnt and crosses hung. Your seat grew frigid beneath the rose colored glass. The holy light shining on us all. Yet I sit alone. With his presence in proximity, but what about yours? My pearls hung from my neck and my makeup smudged at the crevices of my eyes. I’m sore, and aching for your companionship. I’m held spiritually but I want to be physically. I’m losing weight just sitting in this pew without you. My words of lies explaining your absence to others. Yet your dedication to slumber outweighed yours to mine and his. I pick at my ring. Twisting and turning it, suffocating my tiny finger to a purple hue. The sermon speaks and the organ hums our tune. I drink his blood and nearly ask to take your sip for you, his body too, but I probably shouldn’t. Climbing the stairs to what feels like heaven, knowing I’m in hell here without you. Yet soon I’ll see you again. At our abode. Then it will all feel right again. Despite your lack of dedication, to us, to my personhood. I can’t worship in peace without you. Yet I’ve tried how. But maybe I’ll find peace now.

An awful loss That I have encountered I've searched everywhere but nowhere have I found her She's the kind that I admire no other type do I desire I sink in despair comes true, my fear my mechanical pencil is no longer here