Writing Prompt

Your the bravest person I know. You don’t care about what others think. You think your weak but truely your strong. You are like what I use to say to my grandma “ BRAVE AND STRONG” in a eight year old voice. I genuinely am in love with you. The way you steal my hoodies. The way you slick back your hair. The way you look into my eyes and tell me I’m beautiful. You make everything better. Your so br...

I’m not brave

I hide from my thoughts

My feelings

My dreams

I’m not brave

I cower at the slightest raise of a voice

I cower at the moment I need to be brave

I cower at the small voice lurking inside my head

I’m not brave

You scare me

Though you don’t mean to

I’m afraid of when you will hurt me again

I’m not brave

I don’t stand up for myself

I don’t say what hurts me

I don’t stand up for other...

I know you had this image of me

This porcelain doll you modeled perfectly

Who grew up to do everything just right

Never worried I’d get into drugs or fights

I’ll admit part of me felt a little guilt

For shattering that effigy you built

You were always proud I was so obedient

What would you think if I was deviant?

But pretending hurts more than letting you down

I can’t live my life dressed lik...

Smiling when you feel so sad

Despite hardships, you still raise your head

Getting up every single day

Trying to keep sorrows at bay

When all you want is to be alone

And feel you won’t cope on your own

Laughing when you just want to cry

Sometimes trying hard not to die

Facing old fears you thought were past

And realising they’re all here to last

Trusting when you’ve been betrayed

After all the kin...

With a huff, I ask, “You really think that I’m the brave one in your legends? I don’t feel particularly brave.”

I notice the left corner of his lips quirk up in the barest of smiles before he leans in closer, taking a moment to stare deeply into my eyes. I cannot help but be enchanted, staring back raptly into the depths within his eyes. I feel like he can see into every corner of my mind and for...

Bravery is not being fearless.

To be fearless is to be reckless, for when you should fear a storm, a lack of fear would be the end.

Bravery is not ‘gathering courage’ before going if to face the battle.

I have never truly put stock on bravery.

But I feel that it’s not simple.

It’s knowing your afraid but striding towards. It’s determination blended with unwavering certainty and the most import...

Okay, you do this. It’s not hard, right? People do this all the time. It’s not a big deal. It a big deal. It’s a huge deal!

No, no, calm yourself. This is for the best. You are miserable. You cannot go one like this.

Just knock, just knock. He’s your friend. Yeah, this hurt down the line, you’ll have to tighten your belt some. But you need this.

It’ll end up good, no it’ll end up gr...

I watched her walk down the halls everyday. She held her head high. Speeding past the numerous kids that blocked her way in life.

I didn’t stare at her in creepy stalker way.

No, no, no, no.

It was more of an..admiration.

Like when you see her with her friends. She laughs and her smile is beautiful. She lights up a room with such childish yet enthusiastic personality.

You couldn’t ever seco...

Bravery? What is bravery?

Is it the soldier’s sword, cast in Ivory

earnestly striking the enemy’s chest, preserving safety?

Or the burdened slumberer, pulling the covers closer as they open their eyes, gravely facing the day?

In an ideal world, we could treasure both tails and heads:

both are reflected in equal measure

as copper twists and threads through turmoil’s wake.

All would do well to ...

My leg bounced up and down anxiously as I tensed up with bated breath in the waiting room. What would happen? I had no way of knowing how much time had passed as I was left to my own thoughts because of the batteries in the wall clock dying somewhere around 5am. What was I even doing out here? I knew what had to be done. Steeling my nerves I leapt from my seat and edged my way down the hall, gripp...