*free write*

*This is for a contest so please

give me any feedback to improve!*

I lay in bed that whole day. In the evening, when I had been shivering in the dark of my room, my curtains were as thin as my blankets. My eyes roamed the room that usually held so much life, but it was all gray today. As I looked around, remembering old days, those thin curtains began to move with color. They began...

Goodbye Angel, who put me through hell.

The delusion of your love became clear when

you took a knife and dragged it through my back.

My blood that stained your body brought out your eyes.

Your beauty and my death made me laugh.

If one life must be snuffed out, let it be mine.

We both know there is no cure for my maladies.

Hold me one last time while I die,

darling Angel -- you deserve all the s...

Candles float in the water around her head.

Burning, flickering -- their wax drips.

The water deep, dark, and still.

Her hair reaches out in pieces like eels.

Her head floats -- alone, and peaceful.

Her blood seeps, darkening the water.

Her killer holds her body, hands stained, on the shore.

He walks into the water,

to send them both far away -- forever....

happiness is driving in the dark listening to your favorite songs

and whispering out the window your wishes

and feeling the air of the night on your face.

a gentle breeze blowing sweet kisses.

happiness is knowing Jesus loves you

and keeping him close to your heart

like the cross around your neck

and putting his love into your art

happiness is being okay with whatever happens

whether good or b...

in a world of roses

be

ink.

because roses wilt and their petals fall

and their perfume will fade

away

and their color will fade

but ink will always

stay

so you will be as dark as night

as velvet as

heartbreak

and as soft as liquid

so you stain even the softest

petal

and depending on how you draw

you can be as sharp as a blade of cold

metal

and you will look one way

but when a ...

*free write*

since you like to play games

wanna bet on how much i hate you??

how do you not choke

trying to swallow your rusty satisfaction?

if you tell people you're a Christian,

why do you also tell them they're from Satan??

you're like an ogre,

more ugly than i could describe,

with your thin mouth

and your lips that have been chewed up and spit out.

your sunken eyes that are windows to a ...

*free write*

You were the one I cried with

The one I shared my dream with

The person I laughed with

The only one I ever prayed with

God took us apart

-- Maybe that was alright

But not a day goes by I don’t miss the sight of your smile

And now memories collect like dust in a pile

How do I love without your embrace?

How do I believe without your faith?

You were the one that was never supposed to...

the crash kept his heart beat

but it stole hers

and his life will never be the same

because her story ended.

his has only begun

but he doesn't realize

how much he will do

in the world she left behind.

and he'll always feel the shame

that it was him behind the wheel

of that damned car

that horrible night left him scarred.

and i hate that i don't know what to say

when people tell me terrible...

Once upon a time there was an old man who lived in a small town. In this small town, there was a quaint shop, with a tiny apartment above it. From this quaint shop umbrellas were sold. In the tiny apartment on top, an old man lived. Where the man lived was where the man made his umbrellas. His umbrellas were bought by travellers.

These travelers would come through the small town and see the quai...

*not the prompt*

there's a man who lives under a tree

at the store on Locust Street

his hair is long and his clothes are torn

and his eyes are deep and worn

and he smokes a cigarette and stares so far away

i wonder what world he's in and if he'll stay

and every time i come back to that store he's still there

but i can never read the story in his stare.

so i just make up stories and wonder

o...