Writing Prompt

“…But where’s my happiness?” She cried. “What about us?! What about all those memories and late nights watching movies till the sun rose?”

“Lily…” Peter started.

She stalked towards him grabbing his collar. “You said forever!” She shoved the wedding ring into his hand, “Then you go cheat on me with some blue-eyed blonde.”

She could see the tension building up in Peter, the way his eye ...

normality is myth in my l i f e

and i have a deadly problem

that i cant fix

and my therapist says its a forever thing

she said she might send me a long ways

away

and sometimes the burn helps it all feel a little less

real

but i’m okay

normality is a myth to m e

but i can keep up the act

as long as they don’t send me away

i swear,

i’ll be okay

right?...

Sometimes adults need teaching moments. Those are more frustrating than the ones during childhood. That was no different for our mom.

She tried to cover it up until we fell asleep but we could hear her mumble to herself anyway. Mom cried like she did most Mondays but this time it was worse than normal. She had broken out the wine and she was drenched in her own tears.

“I love them I love my famil...

i spend all of my days

trolling, thinking, talking

moving forward

just to make it to the next day

hopefully then a great life will begin

maybe if i just countine a little longer

some perfect day will find me like a catch

and everything will be okay

but i chase and wait

i keep my head down and wallow

wnating to do somehting about it

but everytime i try

i ask, where is my hapiness?

but maybe we mus...

I look into the night sky;

Stars pervasively erupt throughout the sky,

With the moon settled in the middle like an eye.

In the midst of the stars, there you were,

Shining brightly, like a glistening pearl.

You had everything, that made your mind swirl,

You had people to relate to, that made yourself twirl.

Then I looked at the moon, it was different from others,

Something not in tune, with the s...

But where is my happiness?

Its in the sea

Its in the water

Its in the salty air

My happiness is in the sand

In the joy of the shore

My happiness in at the beach

(Day one at the bech!!!! We didnt do much today but we spent some time at the beach and the pool!!!)...

Where is my happiness

When do i get to feel?

Huh?

My dad looked at my bloody arm and said what happend

I fucking said I fell

AND BITCH I LEFT TO EAT

TO EAT!

and you cut yourself

Well so do it bitch

Fuck yourself

Its not cool to hurt me

WE COULD HAVE JUST TALKED

BUT NO I CANT TRUST YOU

YOU BROKE MY PROMISE AND YOU BROKE MY LIFE

I LOVE YOU BUT I ALSO HATE YOU.

You notice I cant "get a grip on my em...

So far I’ve become, my accomplishments and achievements. Somehow I wonder why, not as ”why did a try so hard?” But ” why did I start in the first place?”

Often I hear that my folkes are proud of me, others get jealous. Even the people you would of fought for the very most, decided to not be a part of your life anymore. And their reason being that you’re not yourself anymore because of this ”obse...

“…but where is my happiness?” Daniel whispered into the empty room.

The trophies on his shelf gleamed under the dim light, silent witnesses to years of chasing victories. Yet the silence pressed in heavier than any defeat he had known. Success had filled his pockets, but left a hollow ache in his chest....

But where is my happiness?

Locked in the fortress

With the rest of us

Shall we confess

To the mess

And take a good rest

With the best

And the guest

That was invited

To witness

The destruction

Of our happiness...