Writing Prompt

When we talk about the future

I say my children,

You say yours

When we talked about the future

I’d say our children

You’d say for sure,

I wish I could fall back asleep,

And go back to a time

When they were our dreams

Not mine...

The beauty of being asleep is that I wouldn’t be overthinking right now. I wouldn’t be thinking in general. I wouldn’t be wondering why he hasn’t texted my back in two days, fully knowing he’s been so busy. I wouldn’t be questioning how a guy could actually like me. I’m not pretty or anything like that. I wouldn’t be having these random thoughts, instead dreaming dreams which I never remember and ...

(Kind of devolves from this prompt bc this is a past work I wrote.)

My friend asked what depression was like, once.

I didn’t tell him it was like drowning when all you were trying to do was convince everyone that you’re not even close to water.

I didn’t tell him it was crushing, when all you were trying to do was convince everyone you weren’t stuck under all the responsibilities and incidents...

In the stillness of quiet, when the world fades away, surrendering to dreams, where the shadows hold sway.

Escaping the chaos, seeking moments of calm.

With hearts heavy by burdens untold,

Nestled in blankets, their fears to unfold.

In the realm of the dreamers, where pain takes its hold.

Each sigh brings release, as the mind starts to roam,

In a landscape of whispers, the mind begin...

I am nothing.

I exist as a translucent being, floating unconsciously through time and space.

I was everything.

I wish to remain nothing forever....

The blithe bliss of ignorance

The beauty of being asleep

To slumber in cognitive dissonance

To shepherd the dreams that you covet and keep

But what about the lost sheep you are counting?

Where will that wayward herd keep their winter?

When troubles and tensions are clearly mounting,

How then will your dreams endure without splinter?

To wish away pain and wait its passing, night or day

To ho...

BORN BOSS, BOLD AND BRAVE

CREATED TO COVER AND CURE

DESTINED DESIGNER OF DREAMS

EMPRESS ENLIGHTEN THE UNSURE

FIERCE FIGHTING PHOENIX

GIFTS GRANTING GRACE

HEAVENLY HEALING HALO

INFORMER INSTRUCTING PRAISE

JUSTICE FOR ALL ILL INTENT

KEEPER OF KARMAS KEY

LEADER TO LOVE ALL WHO HAVE LOST

MESSENGER OF MELODIES

NOBLE NAVIGATING NIGHTS

OVERFLOWING OCEAN AND OPEN

PURIFYING AND PREPARING

REVEALING ...

There’s a certain beauty

To being asleep…

One no painting,

No story

Could ever capture.

Maybe it’s the

Boundless horizons of dreaming…

Hills of ice cream

Reaching as high as

The cotton candy clouds…

Creatures unheard of

In the world of

The awake.

You can do things

You can’t do when

Awake…

Dreams are gorgeous,

Magical.

Maybe it’s the

Silence…

When you’re sleeping,

You lose

Aware...

When I sleep,

your voice drips down the walls like warm rain.

There is no sharp corners, no silence.

I breathe without falling apart.

In dreams,

you are not gone,

you are not distant,

you are simply there.

I can reach without disappearing.

I can touch you and nothing breaks.

The daylight lies.

It parades its facts like knives on a table:

You’re gone,

I’m empty,

the sky doesn’t notice.

But sleep...

Take me away

To a place not so mine

Where I can be with the stars

Hidden within my mind

I just want to run away

I want to leave the realm I roam

To a place where love isn’t a myth

To a place filled of smiles and hope

Hidded deep within the closet

Behind all the rapid waves and winds

Let me be me with a different flavor

A different world with different trends

As I close my eyes

I wish to escape ...