Writing Prompt

Pain takes over

As I lay in bed

Hoping that tomorrow

Will be way better

Then today as I

Drown in my own

Tears I feel like

I need to gasp

For air but I

I can’t because

Everyone will hear...

Have I lost my voice?

I call out your name.

You say to be quiet,

But you’d never betray.

Right?

You argue for what you believe

As I listen with full attention.

I try to speak, but you won’t perceive

As I reason against contention.

Maybe I’m wrong.

Maybe you’re right.

But that doesn’t mean you should ignore my plight.

Guess that’s it.

Guess I’m done.

I can’t keep running from ea...

Cogs turning and engine thrumming

Thick skull churning and body pulsing

Finally you have awoken

You machine body

You falsified being.

Metallic skin

And metronome heartbeat

Keep on whirring

Keep on churning

You animated thing.

You are nothing

But the crafted muse of your maker

A perfect engine operated to never fail

To never falter in your step.

So jump for me

Clap for me

It is only by...

Don’t look down

Don’t look behind

You will be more scared

Then the first time

Your greatest fear

Your largest lie

Will creep right back

If you give it time

Climb that wall

Straight up to the sky

Don’t give up

Don’t comply

This fear of heights

Restricts your life

Brings you down

Confines your mind

Don’t let it win

Don’t let it decide

This is your show

Run your own life...

What if the impossible wasn’t quite so far out of reach after all?

By that I guess I mean, what if every possible future is sitting atop a shelf, and fate rests in the hands of your own - quite literally which future will you stretch your hands towards claiming? Maybe the path past taken rests right up front. Easy to grab without much effort. But it’s not as if the simplest choice is your on...

As moments of emotion

surpass reality.

We realize we’re all

just evaporated shells,

of our former selves;

come one come all to see...

Where sometimes life,

twists the fates.

Begrudgingly in forsake.

A cruel slice of entertainment,

for wandering eyes to awe.

Poor souls, begging for comfort.

In a world designed to see us fall...

It isn’t a pleasantry,

and certainly not a joke.

As our ...

He was a splinter in her thoughts. She tried to forget him completely but with every thought he wedged in further and further. Every text wasn’t enough to sway her to reply but yet it every text reminded of her the peace and happiness he brought her soul. All she wanted to do was forget him and yet sharp jabs of pain pierced her soul when she thought of him....

“Chaos is a friend of mine.” - Bob Dylan

When the door slid open, I hesitated before stepping off the elevator into the basement. The day had not gone as expected.

While meeting with the transition team things had gone awry. All of our productivity had been reduced to finger pointing and a few expletive filled rants. It sealed my fate. Evicted from the proceedings, I was escorted from the ...

My path is unclear

Guarded by the clouds

Inside my brain

Sometimes I dance across the sky

My head full of iridescent nacreous clouds

Kaleidoscopic

With an air of certainty hanging around me

I know my purpose

And I intend to fulfill it

Yet those moments are rare

And hopelessly optimistic

Sometimes I am numb

My thoughts blurry with dull altostratus

I drift aimlessly

Monotonous and unfeeling

Indeci...

Climbing the mountain

Hiking up its trails

Swimming in its rivers

Slipping on mud

And tumbling down

But regaining your footing

And continuing your journey

Acquiring a pebble in your shoe

So you calmly sit down and extract it

Or you get so angry with this annoying little rock

That you completely throw your shoe off the mountain

And you walk in shoeless.

You never reach the top of the mountain

...