Writing Prompt

Phantom, creeping in my dreams

Hidden between cracks and seams

Opens the door to the closet each night

Beckons me into the darkness, past light

Inside the blackness, drawing me closer

And left in the morning, a missing poster...

People push and crowd

Hundreds upon hundreds

Over each other they shout

Be careful, my mind thunders

I can never escape

Anxiety closes around my throat...

Paying for mistakes that

He and I made

Over many years

By living out my days

In loneliness

And without love....

People scare me of course the do

How can they not? If only they knew.

Of course they don’t I make sure the won’t.

Believe I know how bad it sounds.

I lie and cheat and steal. If only I’d been found.

A clever lie. A mesmerizing façade. I do believe I have earned some applause....

Paranoid I fear, I may be lost again

Home is not a word familiar to my tongue

Orally fixated on keeping my lines straight

Biting a dent in my lip, eyes frantic and peeled

In grips of darkness, I hold on by a gleam

Absorbed by nightmares, still daring to dream...

Priceless fear buried in one’s soul

Holding them captive possibly til the days of old

One little thing that can trigger one’s emotions

By the grace of god hoping they don’t lose focus

I see retrospective this fear got you floating

Anxiety a grand battle to overcome, like a ship in a raging ocean

People tend to feel closed and entrapped

Hoping someone’ll free them like a doll in a box

One own...

Please, mama,

Help me.

Oh I’m scared,

But I’ll be brave.

I trust you,

Always....

Playing games the trees sway with the breeze

Hording natures secrets in their branches

Ordering me around they tell me when to die

Breaking me down as they loose their food

Is this the end I ask as the wind blows me away

All is forgiven for a leaf will not survive the winter...

part of

holding

onto something

between

immortality

and death...

Praying people stay, even when my heart whispers they won’t

Holding on too tightly because losing hurts more than loving

Overthinking every silence, every pause, every shift in tone

Believing I’m easy to leave, even when no one has said so

Imagining the moment you turn away long before it happens

Afraid that every goodbye might be the one that finally breaks me...