Writing Prompt

“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.”

I wish that were true.

I wish I believed it,

I wish every negative experience made me braver,

More confident,

_Stronger_.

But that’s not how my life works.

No, what doesn’t kill me makes me want to kill myself.

I can’t do this again.

I just can’t.

Every time, it hurts more.

Every time, I get closer and closer.

The scars on my heart only get deeper.

The ...

Picture this; an invitation hand signed from you for me to come to her party.

An obvious cover for you to enjoy my company

The way you stare at me blissfully thinking I don’t catch your beautiful sage eyes in my direction.

A winding temptation that reaches back months from our first meet,

You could see a future in me in which I could see ours,

Your innocent grin that only few have been lucky to se...

For the thousandth time,

Wet hands cupping a colder cheek

And not yet the blade by the bearers back,

Which fills with an utterly stained want

The tighter this bewitched palm strangles

I blow,

I blow harder again as I had,

Releasing the cracked skin from

A sickening grip,

And stop just as my fingers reach

Within a small gap of empty, lifeless air,

To stare

_To make alive, some empty shell?_

...

“I do not yet know myself what I’m capable of doing in it.” Van Gogh — Paris

Paris is a place where dreamers escape in search of themselves.

I did this myself—I told myself I’d know what to do when I got here. But becoming is harder than the running.

Paris breathes creativity into people. It’s easy to feel inspired— but letting it soak into you is another thing entirely. The question is…what wi...

U verses the U-niverse

One letter against eight

Expectations are a curse

Reality we hate

Dreams don’t always come true

But so does expectations

For us this isn’t something new

But somthing we have faith in

Expected to be good

But in reality it’s hard

Ment to do what we should

But ends up drunk on the front yard

Expected to be popular

But ends up friendless

Hopeless,unpopular

Disapp...

They told me dreams wore satin shoes,

and came with open doors.

They didn’t say the knobs were rusted,

or dreams slept on cold floors.

They painted paths in golden hues,

with signs that said “success.”

But never mentioned tolls and turns,

or days I’d feel like less.

They promised love was soft and sweet,

a ribbon tied in grace.

They didn’t warn of silence thick,

or tears on someone’s face.

They...

more freedom than one can possess

a lack of thought

endlessly passion

gone from my mind

all cares, all hinderence

spinning, screaming, singing

everything has significance

nothing matters

Do you feel it?

The end is coming

Everything’s starting

Can you feel it?

The insanity...

If your dream came true

Would you be happy?

It would be yours, yes

And it would replace reality

But is that **good**?

**Right**?

If the world was filled with dreams

And reality was thrown out of the mix

People would be the same

Be hurt, be sad, be disappointed

Because our dreams create reality

This never ending cycle of turning and trying

So try your dream

Create the reality

But be mindful ...

I’ve seen people lose their light
when they realize their dream won’t come true.
And although that sounds daunting and gray, it’s real.
When their eyes darken and they bow their heads in disappointment,
I know their dream has been shattered into a thousand tiny pieces.

When they realize that this expectation they’ve been holding onto
disappears into the howling wind, never to be seen again,
almos...

With stone and brick I built a wall,

A fortress never meant to fall.

My heart, a thing of guarded grace,

Kept safe, untouched, in lonely space.

But then you came, a whispered breeze,

Rustling leaves through ancient trees.

The walls you breached with laughter's sound,

Your sunlight doused the thirsty ground.

Now flowers bloom where shadows lay,

And every stone you melt away

Reveals a heart that ...