Writing Prompt

He weaves a web of loneliness

Leaves his signals caged

Bent and brittle, the legs of a cricket

Twitching, dangling

Who knows what he’s running from

The night, the time, the the

The shadows and the wall...

If only I’d known that I would be right

If only you hadn’t been so stubborn

If only we had used the other plan

If only the door had been open wide

If only we’d been seconds earlier

If only he underestimated

If only he hadn’t been so well trained

If only we had been that much smarter

Maybe, just maybe, she’s still be alive...

I am small ordinary easily overlooked.

I have told myself this long enough, then

I realized I am as small as a bolt

In a suspension bridge, as ordinary

as a commute on a windy day and

overlooked at one’s own peril. I recognize

the depth of the hole I will leave behind,

seeing my value even if no one

else does until the morning of swaying

buckling bucking collapse. I will hold me in

the pa...

I want to impress you so that you’ll stay

If I’m talentless, will you go away?

Why would you want me if I’m not unique?

Everyone else can be kind and caring.

Only get attention when I’m the best

But all I want is to really connect

Will anybody just give me a chance,

To show you that I’m a really good friend?

I don’t want to be the girl that can sing

I want your time, I don’t want flattery

I want...

I lay on the wolves you spread out for me

While you laugh and lay out cards for your friends.

I read how to treat myself with kindness

While you playfully rack up funny wins.

We eat the dirt, but not with gummy worms.

It hits the spot, but not like your smile does.

Like the silly memes I send from Instagram,

Abrupt turns and sweet looks pass between us.

I could be at home, but I like it ...

I’m not a man and I’m not a woman

Why is that so hard for them all to see?

My body and soul are nonbinary

Defined by no externalities

I’ve always been who I’m meant to be

If only they would open up their eyes and see

Me for who I am, me for being me

My body and soul are nonbinary...

Every person has blood inside of them.

All blood runs through perfect unbroken veins

Sometimes the veins crack open and you cry

Sometimes you just can’t muster tears to cry

And the pain should finally make you cry

But it does not work the way you hoped for.

Where have all those lost silver tears gone to?

Will I ever cry again in this life?

Do I want to cry again someday soon?

I am trapped with t...

Audited thoughts of harrowed memories

Recollect investing in disruption

Maximum withdrawals from the treasuries

Banks of sanity filled with corruption

Regretted actions of delinquency

Recompense for explanation forebode

Disbursing the spread of malignancy

As was agreed upon at the crossroad

Contract honored, now filled with dissension

Hoped to accumulate some peace of mind

But the banker decla...

The silence after the battle is won

Reaches out to comfort my weary heart

Peace, peace, peace, my sweet home sings over me

Do I wake or dream? Dare not close my eyes

Please, convince me sweet silence is real

I struggle to believe war is no more

Imaginary knives against my throat,

Blood runs in my eyes, sword scrapes against sword,

But only in my mind do I hear it

The throb of the earth anchors me...

Gaming is so fun gaming is not dumb

Parents tell me it’s A bad influence

While I argue it’s a great influence

This influence is not like drugs or beer

A lot of things can be learned from gaming

Don’t get hit, try to get first place, git good

All the joys of gaming in one system

My parents again say gaming is no good

Prove it I offered them a controller

It’s has been two weeks since that argument...