Writing Prompt

(Yes I used my book stfu)

I used to think I had no regrets,

Yet,

As I look into your cold eyes,

I feel it.

They reflect your soul,

Cold,

Completely void of feeling,

Dead.

The anger boils the blood under my skin,

Hot,

And it battles with the sadness in my bones,

Struggle.

There is no light,

None,

You are nothing but a lost cause,

Burdensome.

So when your breathing stops,

Smile,

So ...

It is a truth universally acknowledged

That an empty day must be in want of a task

That an empty heart must be in want of love,

And an empty mind must be in want of a diversion.

Sitting in the quiet, hearing birds and bugs, and

Waiting for a breeze to ripple through the leaves

Of the trees and grass,

I can be still. The gentle snore of the dog, tired

From watching the squirrel watching the bi...

The dead have nothing to fear

So why am i terrified?

Im dead, yes. But shes not

I wont be with her ever again

Never feel her touch

Her warmth

I am lovelorn.

I am gong to miss her....

Who am I?

What am I?

What am I meant to do?

who am I meant to be?

Who am I supposed to be?

The world feels like it's spinning

I can't tell up from down

Or what's left or right

And forget about knowing the right way to go

Forget about knowing the right path to take

It feels like I'm being pulled every which way

The tension pulling me apart

Will this tension ever go away?

I think to myself

Wil...

It’s not the heartbreak that kills you

It’s the desperation

The wanting

Waiting

For him to take you back

When all along it was written in the stars that it was never meant to last

And that’s all you can think about

When you look up at the moon and you see his face carved into it

When everywhere you go you can smell his old cologne

The one he said he wouldn’t wear, but he wore it anyway becaus...

“I’ll tell a secret, something they don’t tell you in your temple.

The tower where the gods are mounted on,

They look down at us.

You know this?”

“I know this. We are under them for a reason, looking up.”

“They do not look down at us.

They envy us.”

“That is no secret. That is no truth.”

“It is.

With each lightening strike, they punish us for their envy.

Do you know why they env...

Once upon a time and a very good time it was,

A moocow ambled down the old country lane,

Sunlight dripped like honey on its hide,

A simple scene, yet a tale to be told,

Through the eyes of a nicens little boy.

Baby Tuckoo, with eyes wide as the sky,

Gazed upon the moocow with wonder pure,

The world unfurled in soft, vibrant hues,

Each step a brushstroke on life's canvas.

The moocow’s gentle low,...

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

They aren’t watching.

It was a rainy day in May, and the dogs were barking at the door.

They aren’t watching.

It was a sunny day in June, and the tensions were high on the plateau.

They aren’t watching.

It was the first day of July, and they called.

Maybe they ARE watching,

but THEY aren’t your problem anymore...

When I wake up,

The other side of my bed is cold,

My stomach won't even rumble,

The craving never gets old,

The cottage grieves in sorrow

Corrupted by tainted mould.

I always restrain the temptation to run,

You’ll never catch me begging for gold,

Solitary seeps through the bed frame,

My body only craves somebody to hold.

Book: The Hunger Games, Suzanne Collins....

the king is dead, long live the queen

long live the queen

long live the queen

long live the queen

the king is dead

the king is dead

the king is dead

long live the queen

who took the crown

long live the queen

who was the one who lived

long live the queen

who survived long enough

long live the queen

long live the queen

if only they knew

that she killed the king....