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POEM STARTER
Submitted by Margaret Sok
Did I cross the line...?
Write a poem or short story about a character going too far.
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Daddy daddy, come and watch me play?
Daddy daddy, let’s play hide and seek.
Daddy,daddy why won’t you play with me?
Daddy,daddy why so angry? Is it because you are sad?
It’s okay daddy, I understand why you are so mad, you had everything taken from you and so did I.
But daddy, I know you loved us all so dearly as you take after your daddy, you both have hearts of gold that shine so bright.
...
Did I cross the line?
If by line you mean the chasm keeping me from my heart?
From my soul?
How could a line not be crossed when a single red line draws you ever closer to me?
A proverb that proves too true to be borne of fiction pulls you to me and me to you.
What is the line, you ask?
The line is a rope, desperate to be pulled taught; to bring two halves of a whole back together.
It is the t...
I really need to say to you
I know that I am striving
I also know your holding back
You to afraid to love me
I just know that I have fun
When we’re hanging out
I just hope you understand
Did I cross the line
I just know that I’m not easy
I try to treat you right
Your holding back
From liking me
I feel it in my heart
There’s no need to try to hide
The feeling that you have
I try to l...
Did I cross the line..? Surely not, this was all quite necessary to glean the closure I needed. Closure I wouldn’t get from him.
8 years spent together and when I said goodbye he understood his marching orders, offensively well infact. So well that I questioned how much I really meant to him to begin with. His reaction to our breakup was as half hearted as an obligatory “good game” handshake mad...
_Hey, so this is just what my brain is doing today. Absolutely do not expect anybody to see or care about this; I just need it out of my drafts so I don’t see it every time I open this app. _
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Did I cross the line?
One minute I said that I’m fine,
But the next,
I sent that text.
I told him my “problems”
And watched as he laughed through the lens.
I feel like I’m being annoying;
Like ...
Crocodile tears trickling down.
Take a knife, stab my heart,
Nothing bleeding out.
I’ll take a step closer and crouch.
Not to wipe your tears, but to sneer.
For I don’t care, nor know about how to care.
My crocodile emotions, deep in the murky water.
I would snicker at a poster on a board.
I’d see the crocodile thread away,
Real tears returning back to waves.
Your crocodile tears c...
Did I cross the line?
I don’t think so…
I can’t tell anymore.
Why is there a line?
And who made it
Why shouldn’t I cross it?
Now I want to.
Though when I did.
I remembered again.
That I was the one who made it.
And then I went back.
To the other side of the line.
And sat there and told my self.
To never cross it again.
Why did I cross the line?
I don’t know…
I can’t tell anymore.
...
You urged me to spill my secrets
With your sweet words;
Spelling me with your charisma
And bonding my heart with desire.
I lift my tongue of secrecy,
And confess my unrequited love.
You say you understand,
But then abandon me into darkness.
I wait now,
In guilt and despair.
_How dare you! _
How dare you curse me with agony.
I crossed the line,
Entering into a wasteland of loveless pai...
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