Cadence

Just someone looking to improve their writing, feedback is highly appreciated :)

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Cadence

Just someone looking to improve their writing, feedback is highly appreciated :)

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I Love His Eyes

Cadence

1 min read

I love his eyes.

I’m glad I took them.

They sit on my nightstand, night after night. I take care of them and they look just like the first time I saw them. I had been wandering the streets near dusk, when I saw him. He was walking toward me, his movements were fluid and flowed with the serenity of a brook. The current pulled me to him as his eyes connected with mine. They were a deep emerald...

Horror

Thriller

Escaping Escapism

Cadence

1 min read

Lost in the glass that’s colorful and bold

So many People but everything’s cold

Escaping escapism is a form of art

When you’re pinned to the cell with a dart

Melting into the glass and fusing to the walls

Our faces turned plastic, resembling a doll

I stared through the rose colored lenses

And slowly began to gain my senses

I wanted to leave but my legs were numb

My brain was held capti...

Poetry

Drama

Too Much Peace

Cadence

1 min read

The whole world is quiet

It rings, rings, rings, the bells of solitude

The stars melt from the sky

Drops

Of. Insanity

They fill my head

And the moon whispers

“I shine with the bloodshed”

My eyes are drawn to dark, they stare at their reflection

Entranced in the quiet

My ears censor life and ignore the breath

My hands grip th...

Poetry

Mystery

Betrayal

Cadence

1 min read

I sat at my desk completing homework. Unecessary. Boring. But important nonetheless. Day was falling into night, I checked my phone for the time. 7:23. As I went to glance outside a cheerful ding resonated in my room followed by the light of a phone screen. I looked, it was a social media post from a family member. My grandma, she posted a memory of my family visiting her. The sight made my eyes t...

Drama

The Burden Of A Memory

Cadence

1 min read

Ruin the memories I have

My foolishness of those moments haunts me

My thoughtless nature keeping any chance of hurt at bay-

They wouldn’t hurt me

They love me

Family.

F for faithful

We hug, we laugh, tell stories, and share smiles

Our perfect perfect smiles, perfect laughs, perfect happiness

Family…

F for false

Fleeting.

Fiery.

Red hot tempers

Flaring.

The hugs were lies

The stories w...

Poetry

Drama

Birds And Shooting Stars

Cadence

3 min read

Just to preface- this story has nothing to do with the prompt, but one I found a few days ago. I would just do this in the free write feature but I don’t have the money to pay for premium.

Write a short story or poem that starts with a letter:

Dearest love,

August 3rd

I saw two shooting stars last night, it amazes me how fast they are gone. Blink and you’ve missed the falling shine against t...

Romance

The Lights Are Out

Cadence

1 min read

The lights are out

So are the monsters

The chair begins to creep about

And the child can hardly shout.

He conceals his face in a hiding place

The monsters still come closer

He leaps from bed in a race

Running toward the chance to escape.

Outside he goes

Hope sparks a flame and burns his woes

The lights are out

But he’s now filled with doubt.

They creep everywhere

Standing, loo...

Poetry

Mystery

Whispers In The Wind

Cadence

3 min read

The wind swept fingers through her hair and gently caressed her cheek. It pulled her in, whispering the wishful words of the deceased, happy to have finally found ears to listen. Lorelai had taken to going on midnight strolls through the cemetery in the woods. It comforted her when she couldn’t sleep. It was a small plot of land nestled in the center of the trees, however instead of being dotted w...

Horror

Thriller

Trapped

Cadence

1 min read

She is protected

The layers of cold, hard and guarding

Layers of hurt over the years collected

She once sang out but was met with a hushing.

She once smiled even when being tormented.

Layers built up

Now nothing could come in.

Nothing could escape.

Not the warmth tucked away in her heart.

While existent it was not enough to thaw

It dwindled under the surface, not exstinguishing at all

Sh...

Poetry

In My Imagination

Cadence

1 min read

The world can be many things

Cruel.

Dead.

Sad.

So sometimes I resort to the world in my head

It’s full of life and warmth

You can touch the stars, sit on the moon

Dance in the sparkling rain or sleep in a field of flowers gold

Just don’t go to far or you’ll miss the flowers beneath you that bloom.

But I like to forget the world

Until I notice what I miss

The birds singing and soaring

My...

Poetry