Wishes, whispers, wonders.

I wish for a day Where everything felt normal I wish for a day Where My brain would work I wish for a day In which my hody wouldnt hurt I wish for a day Where Nothing felt horrible

I blow out the candles And send my wishes to the wind

I whisper about A life thats changed I whisper about A life that wasnt the same I whisper About dreams and desires I whisper about A gleaming perfection

I blow out the candles and send my whispers to the wind

I wonder about what people think I wonder about Why i always sink I wonder about The life I was given I woneer about The life up in heaven

I blow out the candlea And send my wonders to the wind

Whispers on the wind

cold and dull

warm and sun

listening closely

like a voice from your soul

calling for you too come back

always keeping you near

close by

guarding you

but you leave still

and everything goes away

more shades of gray than expected

sadness fills your lungs

you can’t breathe

your heart aches for more

but you’re standing still

waiting for a miracle

The whispers in the wind ruffled the fur of the quiet dog sitting on the front porch of his late owner’s house. The sun had begin to come up behind the light grey winter clouds, but he kept his head low on his front paws, wondering what he was to do with his life now that his Sami was gone. The house had been empty of humans the last couple of days. Someone passed by yesterday, maybe, to put some food in his bowl and water, but really there was no need. He was not going to eat them anyway.

A white and black nosy pigeon creeped along the ledge of the perch, like it did every morning to check on the news of the house. He lifted his eyes slightly to watch it hop across the white wooden floor, but couldn’t be bothered to move any further. It stared at him, found him to be harmless, and then began to eat any crumbs he could find across the porch.

Sami loved to eat chips with his beer outside at night. The bird must be eating what remained of those crispy potatoes he liked. A whimper edged through his large dark brown body, a body that birds used to fear while he crossed the lawn for his morning run. But he couldn’t be bothered by that anymore. The wind whispered once again. His ears twitched because he felt like he heard his name being called again. “Mannie! Come on boy. We need to go.”

A sudden hope involuntarily moved his tail slightly back and forth.

He heard the sound again, “Mannie!” It seemed to be coming across the front yard, past the yellow rose bushes where he often hid his treats. He shook off his endless tiredness and move towards the sound that seemed to be echoing further away.

The wind drew him to the road leading away from the house, towards the distant green hills. Maybe Sami was not gone at all. Maybe he was waiting for him, where the wind whispered. Wagging his tail excitedly, Mannie followed.

Why Why do I feel so unloved? You give me the world You love me So purely

Am I really the problem? What’s wrong

I feel like drowning And becoming one with the wind

Just become the whispers in the wind….

Are you still mad? Am I? I can’t remember One minute I was tucked into your bed The next, I was walking into cold December

November was a concrete slab tied to my foot as I jumped off the pier October and September I tried swimming on my own Treading mud, a shark fin Slicing through fear

I tighten my scarf and lose my breath As your harsh words pluck the trees bare Tangle my hair, redden my cheeks The “I love yous” and the “fuck yous” Fall like acorns at my feet

(Why is the prompt whispers “on “ the wind ig you couldn’t be in the wind either but I’d take that over on wind how tf could whispers even be “on” wind whatever I hope you enjoy)

The suns comin down I got a sick feelin it’s gonna happen again When night falls I turn into a beast and I slaughter the lamb I lost my will when they tightened the chains I’m trained to kill like a dog in a cage Whispers in the wind tell me I’ll never escape (You’ll never escape ) Get out of my head Get out of my head

Suns coming up And It still feels like hell I broke all the mirrors I don’t like looking at myself I’m really trying trying But lately it feels like nothing helps My minds a prison And I’m locked up in a cell

I lost my will when they tightened the chains I’m trained to kill like a dog in a cage Whispers in the wind tell me I’ll never escape Whispers in the wind tell me I’ll never escape (You’ll never escape ) Get out of my head Get out of my head Get out of my head Get out of my head Get out of my head

(Guitar solo or something )

My heart is aching; Shedding tears of pain. Where are you? I need you. I scream your name Again and again. Wretched cries In the dead of night. I miss you so much; If I had wings I’d take flight. High into the heavens I’d quickly ascend. To hear your sweet voice Like whispers on the wind.

It’s sad It’s sad that we’re forced to have this anger in our blood In our bones

This irritability It over takes us

And I’m not judging that I’m not saying that I don’t understand Because I do I have that anger too

But I hope that’s not the only thing you see when you look onto the world Onto the earth Because there’s so much more than that

People are beautiful With complex lives And complex dreams

Every person you see has a life Hopes A past And a future

And the reality of this life is We’re all just trying our best We’re all just getting by

But I hope More than anything That you see the beauty That you see how the earth Is filled with love We just have to be open to it

• • • • Not the prompt but that’s ok. I’m safe from the hurricane and have power back already! I really wasn’t expecting it back so soon. I hope you all are staying safe. 💙

(Authors note: I hate the way I wrote this. Please don’t cringe <3)

The whispers on the wind beckon me closer, wrapping their fingers around my wrist and gently drag me along.

They lead me down a winding path filled with thorns and wild beasts, scrapping my skin, leaving me dripping blood behind.

They voice my darkest fears, shattering my thoughts into countless fragments. But I fight against their once gentle grip. I try to not collapse and scream into the void.

Yet, despite my resistance, I find myself listening. Knowing deep within that their words ring true.

Because somewhere in all the light that I exude, There’s a darkness at my core. And that’s the most painful truth of all.

“Fake, fake, fake” she whispers I know i’m not I’M the OG bakelieber I heard through the grapevine that Now she can’t even post Thank god for that…… She’s threatened to report me But that’s just whispers in the wind IMAGINE getting suspended over JB and JB haha COULDN’T BE ME☺️ errol of the sea I’m.coming.for.you xoxo I whisper to you, “be careful”😊😊😊😊