Writing Prompt

Darkness could shroud and distort the most vibrant of colours and obscure the busy life’s of a packed city. A dark cloud hovered over my head, drenching me with every negative splash of rain, as I moved quickly to get to a place of shelter, out of the rain that made my clothes heavy like the burden I carried everyday, my eyes adjusted as it seemed I had lost my way. These streets had been around s...

All that I could feel was numbness. Even a prick of my finger didn’t make me flinch. I needed to buy one of the emotions.

He is in town today and as I head out the door the coins jingle in my pocket. Each different coin hits one another. God I hope I have enough money for one, I think to myself as I shut the door behind me.

He normally sets his tent up in the middle of the courtyard for everybo...

“I can’t believe your really going to do this Ana,” Luna said to her sister. “We said we wouldn’t do this after what happened to you and mom. It might seem like an easy fix but is it really worth it?”

Again said Luna, the younger naive but still so sweet sister of Ana.

Ana always admired her younger sisters sweet nature and positive view of the world, even so, Ana knew a different world.

“Luna I...

⚠️ TW: Suicide ⚠️

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Numb.

That was all I could feel. That was all anyone could feel. Unless. Unless you bought from the seller. He traveled from town to town selling and making profit.

He was in town today.

The pieces jingle in my pocket as I made my way through the crowd. People love the seller. His long white beard and tall hat stuck out in the crowd. He stood on a wood block shou...

Love for sale

Or do we sell

That passionate emotion

For pennies on the ocean

We speak of love lost

Or love at all cost

Never to have loved

Maybe protects from above

But what is love

Other than lust in the mud

To be shed when done

Lost when no longer fun

I think I’ll save my money

Rather spend it on tea and honey

At least these things are real

Bad love never heals

Tessa🦋...

*Click clack click clack*

Christian Louboutin red-bottom heels clicked on the floor with attitude as Christy pretended that the entrance to her local Walmart was a red carpet event. She always made it a point to dress her best anywhere she went, in case she saw someone who spit on her. Her looking good was how she spit on them.

A tall, dark man with a backwoods hoodie looked ...

I saw a warm smile, but I couldn’t give one back. I see contagious laughter, but I guess I never caught it. The warm fuzzy feeling that people experienced, well at least other people experienced. I never felt happy. Sadness swallowed me like a sable eating a rat. One fast strike, and just like that I’m done, I didn’t even get a chance to fight back. I never could have imagined that I could be happ...

Joy is greater than happiness.

It is happiness on overload.

Joy is an emotion inexpressible without God in your life.

Joy exudes from your very existence.

Joy is brought through the Lord’s love for you

Joy is also from love from family and friends

Joy is a puppy cuddling on your lap

Joy is a cat purring from within

Joy is exhilarating emotion when you win the big game or meet a goal or score g...

Every morning I am given these tiny round pills. They help me regulate my emotions. They are the first pill on the market to help with emotional regulation. Now I can manage my moods and stress levels better. Blue is for sad, yellow is for happy, red is for furious, and so on. The pills are carefully balanced and I can only have one of each emotion a day....

Ariel heard it be considered “a disease” countless times. That notion was always humorous for her. When she took it, she felt anything but sick; she felt invincible. That is, until, she had to be without it. That’s when the disease overcame her.

Ariel knew of other emotions that were abused. Lust, for the ones that craved to feel desired and to satisfy their deepest sexual needs. Hope, for the on...