Writing Prompt

Standards to never be met

And too ridiculous to expect.

Paths predetermined

But never prewilled by the doer.

Life is fragile yet so fulfilled.

Simpler times were meant for me.

Simpler times were meant for this.

Not “perfect bodies”, salaries, and accolades out the wazoo.

But pretty imperfect moments

made by imperfect people to

make memories.

Are people crap sometimes yeah,

Do they mess up...

there’s an angel on earth (an impartial observer)

come to witness the folly of humanity

to watch, unsleeping, unbreathing, unliving

(it forgets itself)

it sees the dapple of light through leaves and the rippling of fresh river water and (it forgets itself).

it goes to sleep.

she wakes up to an unbearable weight.

the world itself sits on her chest and calls her to the stand,

in a court of outdate...

there’s an angel on earth (an impartial observer)

come to witness the folly of humanity

to watch, unsleeping, unbreathing, unliving

(it forgets itself)

it sees the dapple of light through leaves and the rippling of fresh river water and (it forgets itself).

it goes to sleep.

she wakes up to an unbearable weight.

the world itself sits on her chest, calls her to the stand,

in a court of outdated ...

You’ve been gone far too long

It’s time to come back

Climb that hill

Get back to the top

To who you are

And should be

Who you never should have stopped being

Who you you were meant to be

And never let anyone take that away from you

Ever again....

It’s been six months since you asked,

“Will you be mine?”

How far we have come,

In what little of time.

You brought me a flower,

Its color was blue.

So simple, yet precious.

And what came next, I had no clue.

We’ve danced, we’ve laughed.

We’ve hugged, we’ve cried.

And we’ll always be here,

Where our love has never died....

I leave

For the first time.

It’s New Years Eve,

And you both come

To say goodbye.

Even though it’s Michigan,

And December,

And six AM,

And your twelfth birthday.

I’m gone

For four months.

We text each other

Every single day,

And play Roblox together.

It’s great, but I can’t see you.

And then I text you all:

My parents have bought

A house. In Florida.

But I come back,

And you all come...

She spilled out the secrets

That night on their bed

He heard all her scars

Inside of her head

He heard horrid moments

She wished to forget

She never told a soul

For a safe place…

She hadn’t met yet

He heard of the years

All the innocence

He stole

From the woman he loved

How it took its toll

Just a little girl with a story

She needed to tell

She laid out before him

What

Created her shell

Ke...

Why do I always come running back to you

There’s just no escaping you

I know that you’re a part of me

But you’re so toxic you’ve scarred me deep

And just when I feel like I can be alright for a second

I’m right back to where I’ve been

With no distance gained

Just figments of my imagination

Look up to the sky and ask god what is this cruel game

Why’d he give me this fucked up brain

Filled w...

I hope that you feel safe

Inside your tiny fortress

A microcosm of the world.

I hope that you find peace

Inside your gated fortress

A place you’re not disturbed.

I hope that you are happy

Inside your hidden fortress

A thief of your great laugh.

I hope that you can dream

Inside your shiny fortress

A prison for your mind.

I hope that you will glance

Outside your lonely fortress

A person without ...

They said there would be a flash.

A piercing light, a thundering silence,

A creeping, quaking fear as my own wrongs, disappointingly bland, were thrust into the light of an eclipsing love.

But there is never a flash.

I tilt forward into You as if my head were tipped up to the bowl of the sky and I could choose to keep my feet anchored or offer myself up to the galaxy's swirl.

There was no boomin...