Writing Prompt

It started with the walls breathing.

Just once.

A slow inhale,

like the house was waking up hungry.

You told yourself it was nothing.

Old pipes.

A dream.

The cold.

But now the corners bend when you’re not looking.

Photographs rearrange themselves,

faces smudged,

eyes turned inward.

The smell of dirt

rises from the carpet.

No one answers your calls anymore.

The phone rings,

but it’s always your ...

When hope fails, the soul recoils

Experiencing grief on an unknown level

As if my I am soaking up rain from the soil.

Now I make friends with my devils

Hope is now gone and now I see

I’ve been good for far too long

It is time to let them break free

They’ve always helped me when I’ve pleaded to be free

I’ve never had to beg for mercy to be believed

Some may see evil, or furthermore obscene

But unl...

Every piece of hope is diminished as I’m pulled away from the casket, ugly tears racking my body with shakes. I watched my mother’s pale face blend in with the white bedding on the bottom. She was so beautiful—even now. But, the life that made her her was drained away from her eyes, leaking out like rotten honey.

“No!” I shout as I try to claw my way from my father who was dragging me back. She w...

If hope were a pail

What would fill it to the top?

Brimming and spilling with love that’s nonstop?

But when it spills, what would that entail?

A bucket full of hopelessness

Empty, hollow, rusting from the inside out

Wondering what the joy in life is all about

For so long, Your positive energy has been completely spent.

You’ve experienced too much heartache

Lost too many people that you love.

Bro...

Hope can carry you forward.

It can give you something to look ahead for even if you don't know for sure it will happen.

or how.

If you aren't attached to the hope, life will always surprise you with an abundance of blessings,

more than you could have ever imagined.

Sometimes though,

when hopes are riding high,

way high.

You can get really excited.

And when you get really excited,

but it's not her...

Hope is like a candle

Flickering in the night

But what do you when it’s extinguished

The flame now naught to our eyes

But there it sits,

an invisible light inside

Waiting in the dark

Knowing it will ignite

For hope can never die

Fade away in the wind

It’s in our bones

Inked into the patterns of our skin

And when all else fails

And we have no real shot

We still hope to believe

Because in all t...

My hope will never die

And let me tell you why.

There is One who died for me

Upon a tree on Calvary

But Jesus’ death upon that cross

Cannot be counted as a loss.

For the tomb was filled with air

Jesus’ body wasn’t there!

So my hope is never lost

Because Jesus paid the cost

Even if my life is down

Even if I wear a frown

Even if my body fail

Even if at God I rail

There is hope within my breast

Even...

I bought a one-way ticket to rock bottom again

Because I was feeling homesick

And the only cure to the virus was to lie, curled up in the fetal position, missing the warmth of my mother’s womb.

Before sentience—

Before awareness—

I was at peace.

And I didn’t know what love was.

The stinking, rotting love

That oozed from a festered wound,

The imprint of the brute’s teeth

Left to beat black and blue...

The metal blade

Sharp on my skin

The pain

So exhilarating

I’ve always been afraid to do this

But now…

I don’t care

The heat is satisfying all my deeper pains

By bringing them to the surface

The agony of the cuts

Encompasses the pains from below

I love the look of the blood

The “battle scars”

That nobody is allowed to see

Except me

Like

I know this is wrong

But the feeling and the urge

I nee...

When autumn arrives,

The birds start to soar,

None as high or far,

As the geese migrating.

Miles and miles,

Their shadows stroking the ground,

The birds leaping through clouds,

Reaching for stars and touching the sun.

Yet how far can a bird fly,

Before they start to falter,

To wane and whine and wail,

As the destination never nears?

Because of this,

Geese never migrate alone,

They fly in a V,

A...