Writing Prompt

Your words cut deep, I won't deny,

But silence hurts me, more than why.

At least your words, a painful sound,

Showed I was there, on solid ground.

Now, nothing speaks, no voice, no call,

Just empty air, where shadows crawl.

Your words, a wound, that time might mend,

But silence breaks, and has no end.

I'd take your rage, your angry plea,

Than this cold space, where you're not free.

Your words, a...

your words

wound me

deeply

but your

silence

hurts more

tears have blurred

my vision

to the point that i

can’t see

but i’m your

therapist

in some ways

to let you

speak of

him

even when it

hurt the most

when you don’t

say anything at all

so i guess

i’d rather

listen

to your love

for

him

rather than

be stuck

listening

to nothing at all...

I’m addicted to you. I wish there were 12 steps to remove you from my life. You make me miserable and I just don’t know who I am because of you.

You got me hooked on purpose to play with my head and it has changed my soul. You have rearranged my foundation and now I stand on ground that wants to fall beneath me. At times I want to cut myself and watch it bleed just to feel something again. You to...

They say a father loves nothing more than his daughter

That he will protect and nurture her

Make sure she’s safe

Teach her how to be strong

At first I thought it was true

But then you abandoned me in this world

With nothing more

Than the hope I so desperately cling onto

That one day I’ll be near you again

Even if your words are hurtful

Or your tone is harsh

Anything would be better

That this ...

"You should be happy."

Yeah.

Sure.

Whatever you say.

I was going to tell you.

Going to tell you why I was just "ok."

I tried to find you,

But you had already left.

It's her birthday.

I still have to make her a card.

This is a wonderful birthday present.

I'm tired of life being tossed around

Like it's in a washing machine.

I'm tired of being mad,

And trying to figure out who to be mad at,

And try...

Seven days. For seven days she has been ignoring me. She doesn‘t speak to me, she doesn‘t even look at me. For seven days I‘ve been enduring the most gutwrenching emotions, trying to avoid her presence as much as possible as to not get hurt. But now I‘ve had enough. I can‘t deal with the silence anymore. Therefore, I am now standing infront of her door, contemplating if I should knock or just walk...

_‘Your words wound me deeply, but your silence hurts more. You throw knives and swords at me in place of using words and making memories. _

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_You scream and yell as I shake and cry. _

_Inside my head, I’m screaming for help and praying to God I die._

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_You’re so drunk and drugged out of your mind. _

_I wish others could see the disturbed , evil, and sociopathic side you hide. Suddenly, I’m in ...

Your words wound me deeply

But your silence hurts even more

Because I asked if you love me

And you shoved me out the door

You said that you wanted me

But you only wanted decor

You said that you loved me

But that was long before

Your colours bled through

Your white bedsheets

Your soul has left

Your body can’t hurt me...

"Suas palavras me ferem profundamente, mas seu silêncio me machuca ainda mais"

Em troca dessa frase, recebo ainda mais silêncio. Se nem com a minha arma secreta eu consigo convencê-lo a falar, o que mais o faria? Eu guardo o peso do drama para quando sei que a leveza habitual do meu senso de humor não está gerando frutos. Quando uma pessoa séria diz coisas sérias, isso pode até significar alguma c...

Your words wound me deeply,

But your silence hurts even more

I stared at your reflection

When you said ‘whatever’

Darling, I’d never forget those words

They lingered behind

Like the sweet-sour taste of a citrus

But I’d always have you as breakfast

I love Citrus

I love Pineapple

I always knew, I’ll fight for you

I text you at 3am, but you never reply

I text you at 4am

At 5am…At every am and...