Writing Prompt

Set between the first fraternal sisters of Sanguine Summer and wan Winter The crisp of autumn’s air begged for warmth But cautioned of the frosty withering to come

The old homestead was six years abandoned Long sold and forgotten by the buyer, she waited Standing not as tall or as straight, she bowed to me As I set foot upon her tree-filled green once again

Kim and the boys joined me but they we...

In the car and off I roam, Back to the place I once called home. The little pond for this big fish, A place I admit I do not miss.

When you are there and go to the store, You’re bound to bump into three or more, People that went to school with me. There is no anonymity.

One employer for half the town, Entertainment is driving around. Quite a few are school drop outs, Drugs abundantly about.

I’m...

I thought I had Set myself free From my endless Downward spiral, But deep down, I knew I would Return.

I already hit Rock bottom Once, But now it’s Twice? Quite absurd.

Stuck in a world of overbearing darkness Where nightmares rule And negative thoughts linger.

Back at rock bottom, Spiraling down, Down, Down.

Down I go, Returning to my world of suffering To a hellish extent.

It was a mistak...

Places hold memories Big and small

Go back and revisit them
Relive and move on

Don’t get stuck in the past But remember to reflect

Learn from your experiences The good and the bad

Don’t bottle and cage Your disgraces

Don’t focus solely on falls But see them

Never forget any of them For you need them...

Go through the door and down the hall The second door on the right Leads to my old bedroom It used to be mine Toys everywhere But it’s just For guests Now...

Was a place, Then a name. In you came, With that beautiful face.

was a flat, Then a person. With which I watched the setting sun, Together we sat.

Was it true, That it was us. Who built this trust, So the home was you.

…

Love you baby 🖤...

The feeling has returned, The nostalgic dread again weighs me down, And I am drowning d r o w i n g. I cannot reach above, nor do I want to. I will sink in this darkness, Let the pain fill my lungs. I wish I could forget this feeling; I wish it never returned. But, alas, I must endure it again, only this time I will not h...

Broken hearted from the start, but you’re acting kinda smart. It’d be better if we’re apart cause I was broken from the start.

I will see it, I will grow. But deep down I will always know, this wound will never close. I will hurt you, then you’ll go.

You can see it in my eyes, you can read through all my lies. I’ve been broken all this time, you can see it in my eyes.

And then I’ll end up all...

Standards to never be met And too ridiculous to expect.

Paths predetermined But never prewilled by the doer.

Life is fragile yet so fulfilled.

Simpler times were meant for me. Simpler times were meant for this.

Not “perfect bodies”, salaries, and accolades out the wazoo.

But pretty imperfect moments made by imperfect people to make memories.

Are people crap sometimes yeah, Do they mess up...

there’s an angel on earth (an impartial observer) come to witness the folly of humanity to watch, unsleeping, unbreathing, unliving (it forgets itself) it sees the dapple of light through leaves and the rippling of fresh river water and (it forgets itself). it goes to sleep.

she wakes up to an unbearable weight. the world itself sits on her chest and calls her to the stand, in a court of outdate...