Writing Prompt

Is it right for me to be tired?

With all that I ask for?

With all that I’m given?

To embrace the sickly green veins as they bulged from my hands

In pain

In effort

An effervescent always-present straining of the eyes

Streaming of the knowledge

The red in them

Flowing from heart to brain

Brain to heart

Soul to earth

Toil for soil

For life to form from it

Am I deserving of this ...

He shut the wide door open

He chilled his lunch in the oven

Oh I’m feeling a wee bit up

I think I might throw down

I’m as silly as a snake

And happy as a ham

No clue what this all means

I just am....

It’s when he died

That it all started

The sun seemed to hide

Behind the curtain of clouds

And the rain cried down on me

It hadn’t rained for years

Ever since I fell in love with him

I’d missed it

But even more than these tears

I miss him

His smile and laugh

His whole personality

His funny side that made me cry of laughter

His kind side that made me feel so special

I miss him

But he ...

No one reads me like he does

In the company of others

I have always been a closed book

A poker-faced, uncaring npc

I do not show my strengths

And I always hide my weaknesses

You only see what I want you to see

I build my walls higher than the Eiffel tower

Because I learnt long ago

Never to trust anyone

But then there was him

The only one I ever trusted

The only one I ever loved

He tore down...

I made it

Then I didn’t

He chose me

But he shouldn’t

He sees me

But he couldn’t

He tempts me

But I wouldn’t

But in the bubble

Anything can be

He’s just a mentor

Invested in me

His ring

Said one thing

But his eyes

Said otherwise

Texting in riddles

Hiding his power with playlists

Finding permission in omition

The only truth that also lies

Then to my surprise

Pop

He shut the door wide ...

He let me in to his bed but blocked off his heart.

He shut the door wide open....

One kiss, one night

With this, they were over

It was he who drove her

One kiss, one slight

She trusted him

Betrayed forevermore

Their future grim

She’s crying on the floor

He shut the door wide open

Closed her heart with his betrayal

Blowing their happy ever after

He shut the door wide open

His deception a portrayal

Of the pain she’ll carry hereafter...

“Aw buggar!, he’s not coming.” Andy said to me, putting her phone down on the coffee table. She was referring to her Jack’s romantic rendezvous later on, that she had told me so excitedly about just moments before.

This was a usual occurrence. Jack would come and go as he wanted. He knew he could muck Andy around and that Andy would forgive him every time.

“Ah” I sighed because the atm...

There’s a man out there who shouldn’t be this lost

He should know his way around the block a bit at this point you’d think

But maybe he didn’t think it was really happening and when I say it I mean life

This nigga knew not when to turn left or right or say hello or goodbye

He was the kindest person you’d meet but ten toes down was a phrase only mentioned by those sure of their path, right or wrong...

Why do you care who mans the elevator

Why do you give a fuck who jumps

From fifty million stories up

You write the pamphlets in the lobby

That recommend Death as a hobby

I’ve learned who I can never trust

Nobody fucks with kids like us

The doorman needs the goddamn courage

To cut the cords that suspend this shit

To burn the phone and snort the mints

To call a cab and wait for it

“We hope that ...