Writing Prompt

(⚠️Tw: suicide, murder, cussing, bullying, and related topics mentioned!! ⚠️)(this one doesn’t really have any of that)

(Reminder: this is purely fictional and any events relating to real life is purely a coincidence)

It would be hard to see them if you weren’t looking closely. They blended into the background like they belonged there. Like they were naturally there and never moved. Like a flowe...

Tears beneath the willow tree leave me reminiscent of you with me laughter, hugs, many memories to share yearning soft touch but not one to spare

the grief seeps in as snakes do below there you lay cold beneath winters snow I miss you, I love you, please watch over me for I do not want to cry here, no tears beneath the willow tree...

What was his name the one I saw there Alone, filled with sorrow and despair For he was old and tired and scared Under the willow tree that he spent his afternoon there For I was watching Curious to see What he was thinking about What he was looking to find Ripping grass and throwing rocks It looked like he wanted to find some peace He was holding a picture Of a woman in it Was it his wife...

Wind swept hair Salty tears Mascara running down her face Yet I had never seen someone so beautiful

My heart skipped a beat Breathing in and out Without a doubt I had to know who she was

I walked over Slowly taking steps Planning out what I would say In my head

She looked up at me Her blue eyes Filled with despair and not glee And asked who is thee

I announced my name Asked if she was ok But ...

The jogger rushing by was late for work, but they wanted to get in a few extra miles The day has come, would they fit in the subway seat after so many trials?

The old lady with the pug, comes strolling by Did you know that yesterday she sung to her baby their last lullaby?

A fawn in the distance, struggling to stand Did you know her mother was killed by a man?

A figure upon a hill, under the w...

You there Under the willow Why do you weep so Your fists clench Your teeth grate You rock back and forth Eyes puffy and bloodshot Curled up in a ball

You there Under the willow I don’t understand, no? It’s a nice summer day The birds are chirping Critters frolicking Sun shining down With a breeze

You there Under the willow Why do those tears flow Take a breath Dry those eyes Let the sun in Feel...

Oh, there Over there I see A crying child Beneath that Willow tree

Why are they crying? Are they just sad Or is someone they know Dying?

Is it someone I killed? Is it someone I’ve tasted?

Oh, crying child Why do you weep? You look like a cherry Your cheeks so red, sweet

No, keep crying Don’t pay me mind Keep crying for something While I come from behind

Shh, child Do not weep no longer Oh, th...

I see a wonderful willow tree in the distance It’s beauty taking my breath away I glance to the bench to see a older lady overfilled with her emotions

I stand there not knowing what to do Wondering what could be happening in her head What kind of thoughts are taking over her feelings

I walk over to her and sit there in silence Not knowing what to do What to say

We look over at each other...

The willow weeps enough alone You need not cry with it

I hope you understand I need someone who understands And Every strand Of emerald leaves that falls like tears from the strong trunk of the great tree Knows me better Than I know the back of my own hand I have someone who understands Why should I keep looking? I’ll sit and cry Beneath sky Beneath the tree Because the willow is the only one...

When the willow wilts

Do you cry because you feel its pain?

Do you understand the leaves dropping

Are like tears falling?

Do you understand

That the color changing

Are the wrinkles forming?

Do you cry because you feel sympathy for the tree

Or do you cry

Because you feel empathy for yourself?

You wilting

waining,

Wandering

Wondering

willow tree...