Writing Prompt

Hey there starnger

Your doing better than me here

I cry at night in bed

With thoughts in my head

Wanting to be alone

With no people to known

With a change in me

Wanting to start a fire

But I can’t again

Here I am

Late at night

Wanting to talk

But afraid to speak

To tell you my mind

It’s the day again

Night is over

The happiness gone

Again

I want to travel to the past

Not the future...

I had changed

The fire in me has faded

The grief as taken control

And turned me into a monster

To protect

All I’ve ever known

I had to run away from home...

The fire in the age

Changed everyone’s heart

To desire and shame

Not everyone is the same

They were rude

To me and you

They didn’t understand and grief

So I had to run to the reef

Where the fire in age

Doesn’t burn

Cause the reef is the sea

To take place in

Serenity...

I don’t like **change**

I never have.

And I don’t think I ever will.

Though people find it hard to understand

What is hard to understand

About the fact it has to be the same

Food the same way

Clothes the same way

Routine the same way

I don’t like change

Is that such a pain?

Yet you light the **fire**

You pour different fuel around me

You change the recipe

Or the detergent

Or light a different ...

I wanted to change

I wanted to make me look like myself

They wouldn’t let me

They wouldn’t accept me

Their words burned

Worse than fire ever could

So I ran

I ran away in the night

And though I’ll miss my house

And feel just a hint of grief

For the friends I once had

I won’t return

Because the people I knew are gone

Replaced by the ones who won’t understand

Note: definitely not my best work. I ha...

His image was everywhere in town; I needed to leave.

For days and days, I lied in bed dreaming he was still here. But he was not.

Zane was dead, and there was nothing that could bring him back.

For a change, I moved to a small town in Maine. Everything here is quiet and peaceful; there are no reminders of Zane.

One foggy and cold night, I was forced to start a fire to keep warm in my small ho...

It’s my fault.

It’s my fault.

It’s My Fault.

IT’S MY FAULT.

IT’S MY FAULT!

That’s all i can think, all i can say, all i can scream into the ash filled air. Things were finally changing. Things were getting be better. But I couldn’t handle that apparently. Good wasn’t Great enough for me.

I needed more.

I ALWAYS need more.

Tears choke my windpipe making it impossible. The air is th...

They wouldn’t change. No matter how much I pleaded and begged they wouldn’t leave their toxic cycle. They wouldn’t leave their trail of blood. I always felt like an outsider. The one person who didn’t belong in this town.

And now here I am feeling just like a lured in tourist. Like them, this town has left me out of breath. But not because my life is ceasing no, it’s about to start anew. I’m sca...

I had to get away. I needed a change of scenery. Everything is so much different now. Nothing was the same after the fire. It was an accident, I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I never thought it could happen to us. I jhad ust left a candle lit while I went to the store, I never expected it to start a fire. I never thought the fire would cause so much destruction. The fire burned down the whole house ...

I had been living in the Simple little town of Windale my whole life. Thirty-two years to be exact. I never thought I would ever leave, let alone be forced out. They told me it was all my fault. I guess I owe it all to the change. It’s not my fault I fell in love with a vampire.

It’s something I never thought would happen to me. I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would ever find l...