Writing Prompt

It is easier to tell someone the truth when you can't see their face

I screamed across the empty space

All the lies told over the years

All the fears

All the tears

No one's face was there

But someone was

I couldn't lie

Trust me, I can't see your face :)...

_(The song starts off slow; Tone soft, and flat rather than sharp)_

The lies that they tell

_(Ooo, ooo)_

Fall straight—

From hell

And I know this

Because

Of everything

Else

They tell me

But they turn away

I never see their

Face

So how do I know

They’re telling the truth?

_(Whisper: They’re not)_

_(Tempo speeds up instantly—Tone grows stronger, raspy, and fierce)_

_(The orchestra: Da—Da!...

hey,

it’s not your fault...

This generation

My generation

The future

We hide behind glowing screens and words with no meaning

Our so called “truth” filtered and edited until we are unrecognizable to ourselves

Why do I like this version of myself better?

I’m more confident

I’m beautiful

I’m handsome

I’m kind

People tell me to die, accuse me of cheating, getting abortions, doing drugs

Online.

In a post.

Two or thre...

Truth or dare

Is it true

That you want me

You ask quietly

My heart hurts

As water between us

Rushing through

And heat me up

I silently say no

While screaming inside

I miss you and

Want to feel you

Why is it so hard

To lie to someone

Face to face

I’m dying inside...

Some simple little syllables,

They’re impossible to say.

Quite silly, don’t you think,

How little sounds can get in the way.

I know I want to tell you,

But my head won’t let me

I see your face and my thoughts will race

But through a screen I can talk to you.

Through my screen I can say

All the things that ruined my day

When I can’t see your face…

When I can’t see your smile…

The words somehow do...

I supposed I was difficult

In the end—

No not the end

This can’t be the end

Can it?

I didn’t mean it to be an end

It isn’t an end is it?

It’s not my end

Just in part

Though whole this pain does feel

I was the problem

Or was I the victim?

I was scared

I was embarrassed

I was callous

Perhaps I can’t love anyone right

I always thought I could

My heart was so large

But it seems pleasure grew wi...

It’s easier to tell someone the truth when you can’t see their face.

That’s true.

That’s definitely true.

But what’s also true is that it also easier to lie to someone when you can’t see their face.

It’s easier to give them

False hopes

Unkept promises

Fake dreams.

And then you have absolutely no idea what to do.

Say sorry?

How?

Ignore it? Forget that the person actually has feelings?

That’s pro...

To the person who’s been there for me

I can’t express enough the impact you made.

I was going through a hard time and needed someone to stay. And you did not only that but you helped me through.

Your the first person in a long time that stayed by side when I broke down

Sure I had friends on Colorfy but they can’t compare to you. Your the first person I trusted since Beckah.

I don’t usually...

It is easier to tell someone the truth when you cant see their face.

I know that’s true.

Those are words of an experienced liar,

And it takes one to know one.

Lies are my first instinct, always.

Sometimes I can’t even help it.

They just slip out of my mouth,

Even when I really try.

“Liar, liar, liar,”

The voices in my head whisper.

“Liar. Coward.

Worthless no-good moron,”

The voices hiss.

I’ve to...