Writing Prompt

I woke up a little early this morning so I could get ready for my day. I needed to go the store to pick up a few things for the house. I wanted to make barbecue ribs with a side of mashed potatoes and corn. Maybe grab an iced coffee on the way back as a treat. I love coffee!

Before leaving the house I made sure to grab my shopping bag, purse, and car keys. I locked up the house and walked along ...

Raging wars,

Pound relentlessly in my mind,

Trying to make me bleed.

They strike me,

Over and over again,

Where they know it hurts.

The life,

Is dripping out of me,

As the light in my eyes fades.

I’m bruised,

Beaten and bloodied,

From the thoughts that haunt me.

I can’t take it.

I _can’t. _

I just can’t do this anymore.

I wish I could.

You know that I’m sorry,

That I wish it d...

people keep telling me to slow down,

i’m moving too fast

too excited

when her name leaves my tongue

“calm down, you’re not even together yet”

but the word _yet_ sticks out to me

and i don’t want a slow love, one that i can

shut up and sit still and not think about

i want an thought consuming, time wasting,

smile until my cheeks hurt for hours

kind of love

i want a can’t won’t refuses to shut up...

The ancient runes glow like fire beneath my feet.

Cracks spider out across the stone as I press my palms to the altar, magic thrumming through every thread of my veins. The power answers—wild and terrible and old. It knows what I’m doing. What I’m giving.

It doesn’t care.

The seal is breaking. The wards are failing. And the thing clawing its way into our world is already breathing through the c...

Darkness, I was only living in the beeping of my heart. Breathing, I could now hear my breathing, the darkness was peaceful, despite that I could feel that this was an aftermath of something horrible. My heart and lungs sung a harmonious song to the darkness. The next thing to come into my senses was the pain. My breathing sped up at the sound of the rouge rift of the pain through the harmonious v...

You say how much you love me every day

But in your eyes, I still see the grey

You hold me in your arms like I’m your’s

But I don’t see your heart, because it never soares

‘Do you truly love me?’ I ask

You touch my cheek with a smile, but it’s just a mask

You stand in front of the world that is burning

And you hold my hand tight, my mind turning

I won’t ever know if you love me

But you would desto...

The Earth shakes beneath my feet.

The sky, is a gloriously sickening shade of red.

The shrill screams of men, women and children around me flood my ears blurring together until they muffle.

Morphing into an agonizing ringing that stabs the soft spots of my temples; my head spins.

Time slows down.

I turn on my feet; desperately scanning the crowds.

A man bumps into my side, hard, turning...

"Oh dear Gloria, _my love, my dear, my _reliable mule, _my everything_, I would never desicrate our faith, our long lived, fiery passion for each other," the Duke of Harvington pleads, played by a rather drama-inclined red head, "Oh, Gloria!"

She reacts to the confession by glancing at the audience which seemed larger to her than it actually was. She swallowed.

"My sweet, sweet Gloria of...

Just to dust is my job. That’s all I do. I dust and dust and that’s my chore. Clearing the dust bunnies sometimes comes in a cloud of that damned dust. It was easy to- *achoo* dream about things or at least daydream amidst the dust clouds. I liked daydreaming about people in love. It was simple and made the days shorter....

In the in between years George had mate

Peter to play tag and crazy eight.

They were impish young compatriots.

High school ended with the good bits

Tests and college and such things like that.

Peter’s put in toy chest like worn door mat.

Amidst the chaos, I fade away

peacefully in your arms. Childs play....