Writing Prompt

The night air tasted like rain. Lanterns swayed overhead, casting golden light across the courtyard’s wet stone. Aria leaned against the edge of the fountain, trying to ignore the echo of Alec’s footsteps approaching from behind.

“You shouldn’t be out here alone,” he said, voice smooth but laced with something that almost sounded like concern.

Aria snorted. “You shouldn’t eavesdrop, but here we ...

My god, you confuse me.

How you jumbled my brain,

Rearranged my thought process

As if it’s a jigsaw puzzle,

It makes me question myself.

I’m the garbage,

You threw around

But now I’m treasure?

Did it get through your skull—

Realization, not more idiocy?

My god, you amuse me.

Look at you,

Calling me spineless behind my back,

When you embrace me with warm arms,

Said “I miss you” first, not back....

They had gotten into another argument again, he said she said and whatnot. He was tainting her reputation without observing his hypocrisy. “Look at you calling ME spineless behind my back.” Is what she’d said. Now she was going to dinner with him, and not willingly.

The process of getting ready had many steps. Rose was convinced it was easy to get lost in them. Especially when preparing for a bi...

So you were calling me spineless behind my back, my dearest husband

To me, spineless means lack of courage,

Lacking, boldness, intimidated, and weak .

Those are just a few things to me that mean spineless.

You’ve been treating me like crap for all these years we’ve been married. You kept me in a shell, knocking me constantly!

Well I have news for you, my dearest husband

You say I don’t take ris...

I don’t know what to think of this one. It’s a bit too vague for my liking, but please tell me what you think! I really appreciate any kind of feedback.

When I wake, my head is spinning. My face is slick with sweat, stubble growing on my cheeks and my throat more parched than it’s been in years. A small stinging sensation shoots through my wrists. Instinctively, I attempt to pull them up,...

Look at you, calling me spineless behind my back.

Look at you, calling me eyeless while im blind.

Look at you, pushing me down when I'm already down.

Look at you, stabbing me with a knife when you already killed me.

Look at you, I can't even look at you, you're disfigured to me.

A blurry memory in my mind and sight, thats for the better.

You are 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 to me.

A mere particle, a pix...

“Look at Junior. Calling me spineless behind my back,” Cal said, icing his knuckles. “I have three spines right here.”

What can I say, Simmons City is a company town, Cal groused tom himself. Junior has to accept that and quit running his mouth. My wife, Wendy, wanted to say something but she looked at my bruised fists and backed away. Cal couldn’t wait till their marriage contract was up in thr...

I’m sick of it. I am so sick of being bullied by Brianna, the girl who sits next to me in my English 9 class. I don’t know what her problem is, but her mean behavior needs to stop.

I turn to face her as she’s talking to her friends.

“Look at you, calling me spineless behind my back. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were a nice person; but you’re not. You have been nothing but mean to me ...

I was working when he came up to me,

Eyes glittering with untold fury.

“Look at you,

calling me spineless behind my back.

“Yes it’s true,

But at least I’m not some corporate hack!”

Workers busied themselves and I could see,

That every single one was listening to me.

“Let’s go somewhere private - please?”

As soon as we left the tension eased.

My best friend as angry despite the cool shade,

He ...