WRITING OBSTACLE
Write a scene where you insert flashbacks for the protagonist to offer insight into their current situation.
Make sure the flashback serves as more than mere exposition; it should contribute to character development or plot.
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These are some of my favorite peices I have written ā¤ļø
**Picked Last**
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Stop
What happened?
Whatās happening?
Where are you going?
Are you mad at me?
No one cares anymore
But its ok
What does it matter anyway
Iāve learned to pretend
To love myself
To mask and to hide
Whatās really inside
Why donāt you love me?
Do I even care?
Maybe one day
You will choose me
Before I am last
Donāt
Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry
Hide
Hide
Hide
Hide
The feelings inside
Its alright
You donāt care anyway
Right?
**Mirror**
Is it a two sided mirror
Or my two sided mind
Are there more of me out there
Or am I one of a kind
Is my reflection watching me?
Iāll hide just in case
Because I know in my eyes
I am a disgrace
Does the mirror hear my words
My screams and cries
To fix my flaws
And tell me anything but lies
Do I see who I am
Who I was, or who I want to be?
Is it all or none?
Doe the mirror know what I need?
Am I fooling myself?
Is it just a peice of flimsy glass
Or did I see it wave
As I walked past
**I forgot how to laugh**
I am forgot what it was like
To laugh
I know Its silly
But its true
There was a time I forgot how to laugh
I had no clue
But when I tried
I couldnāt muster a chuckle
A giggle or a huff
All that came out
Was a strained sort of puff
I forgot how to laugh
One time in the past
I didnāt know what laugh was my last
Because I forgot how to laugh
I forgot how to laugh
Because the world crumbled down
To the ground
And I couldnāt pick up the peices alone
So I didnāt laugh
Because Laughing
Always ended in tears
And I couldnāt be vulnerable with my peers
I forgot how to laugh
Though i know how now
I forgot them
Its not an accomplishment worth a bow
I forgot how to laugh
because things were hard
Because things changed
And because my life was in shards
But its ok now
Because I remembered how to laugh
And how to smile
And how to cry
I know how to laugh now
And it wonāt be just for a little while
**Compulsion**
Its an itch
Its so hard to resist
I have to do it
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I bounce my leg
To relieve the dread
But it doesnāt really work,
Does it?
I often feel in the wrong
Or as if someone is mad
Are they really mad?
Or is it a trick my mind plays?
Either way I say sorry
I say sorry too much
sorry
sorry
sorry
But people roll their eyes
I canāt stop saying sorry
I promise i am trying
Bug dammit its hard
I dont know if its odd
To constantly worry about others
To anazlyse a twitch
Every movement
Every word
Every sound
Every look
It seems like It has to mean something
are
You
OK?
I ask it every day
All the time
I think people would benefit if i stopped
But I canāt
I donāt know why
Nothing bad would happen
But I canāt stop
Pick
pick
Pick
See that blemish?
That imperfection there?
I pick my face till i bleed
The zits come back
I know it makes it worse
But I have to do it.
I canāt change a thing
Same every time
The questions I ask
The things I say
And the things I do
You arenāt mad at me,
Are you?
**Songs**
Do you feel the songs in your bones?
Dancing theough the structure
Making it their own
But i will glady let them do so
Do you feel the songs pulsating through your body?
Making your heart beat faster
And your cheat to pump.
Vibrating your soul
Like a bomb under the shore
Making you iys prisoner
Though you will gladly indure
Do you feel the songs running through your veins?
Bursting your vessels
As if your its own personal domain
Replacing the red
With lyrics in black and blue
Hoping that you
Will not undo.
Do you feel the songs bursting through your skin?
Itching to break through
Crawling theough your flesh
Every word increasing their desire for escape
Not that you object
Because you need the songs on repeat in your brain
And it canāt be an ending tape.
Do you feel the songs burning through your mind?
Setting your brain on fire
Fueled by lyrics and defiance
Consuming your thoughts
With their well planned melody
Though they are not your enemy.
Do you feel the music
In every way it can be felt?
Music deserves not only to be listened to
But felt in every fiber of being
Listen close next time
As your songs fill your walls.
Maybe the beat with mean something more
Than merely your favorite song.
**I did it**
I came out today
Nothing big
Nothing strange
Just me and my family
Humor
Setting the stage
I feel so much lighter
A feather born to the wind
Like an unfinsihed message when i finally hit send
It was easier than I thought
Though I fretted all day
As i planned out just what to say
It was simple really
Metaphors and simlies
Commas and apostrophes
My eyliner smudged
As I wiped my tears
That washed away my fears
They did as I hoped
Said they loved me
No matter what
No ifs and of buts
So much love
And words of affection
They hugged me tight
Told me it was alright
Iām still me, but not as tight
**Beautiful and Broken**
Have I ever actually _Belonged_?
What does it mean anyway?
I am different than everyone else,
I have always known that,
But thisā¦..
This is new.
I know its no big deal
Who I love
Or who I donāt
But i bottle it up inside
Wondering if i would still _*Belong*_.
I know some places I _*belong*_
And I know i can _*belong*_ anywhere
That i can make my home
But _*belonging*_ in a physical sense
Is much different than this
I _*belong*_ in daydreams
And a warm cup of tea
The steam that rises off of a bath
And sighs of relief
I _*belong*_ in a figurative sense
In everything beautiful
And Broken
I _*belong*_ in the cracked mirror
And the tired eyes of hope
In the late night thoughts
And tear soaked pillows
Because i _*belong*_ in everything
beautiful and broken
I _*belong*_ in my home
With my family
Because now they know the real me
So i donāt have to hide
Or be broken inside
And i know I_*belong*_
I _*belong*_ in my body
A safe haven
Though broken and bruised
It holds the hands that write these words
And houses the brain that thinks them
I _*belong*_ in everything beautiful and broken
The inbetween
The everything
I _*belong*_ where I see fit
I _*belong*_ in anything
Beautiful and broken
**Broken and Confused**
A frail body
Oggling at the world
Missing the warmth
Of the motherly womb
Scared of the new
Wishing to crawl back inside
Somewhere safe
Their home
Uttering a feeble sound
Unsure of how it came out
Longing for answers
Too questions they canāt yet ask
Wobbling legs
A limp shaking body
Wishing for relief
For everyone seems to be in awe
Its all feels so new
So sharp
Senses attacked
Stark contrast to their previous abode
Are we as humans
but glorified newborn animals
Forced into an environment
We do not long for?
Arenāt we both _broken_ and _confused_?
Iām fine
Now I eat less
My life is a mess
Iām under so much stress
Iām trying my best
But i never get rest
And I donāt feel very blessed
The voices inside
They eat me alive
Because good isnāt enough
And I can only hold so much
Before I explode
My soul implodes
All because I donāt know which roads
To go down
But Iām _fine_
Iām always _fine_
Thats a silly little saying of mine
A little white lie
That I say when I sigh
Because Its easier to be _Fine_
Than it is to be crying
Its easier to be _fine_
Than it is to be broken
And with only two words spoken
I hide the truth inside
The words of a thousand mouths
And all the thoughts that went south
It says in my head
Only to come out in bed
To haunt me with its rhymes
Because no Iām not _fine_
But how do I say that?
How can I let down the mask?
How can I not pretend,
If only for a moment,
And let people in
To see
The real me
The one who is not _Fine_
**I donāt know the last time I felt normal**
I am not sure
The last time
I felt
_Normal_
Matter of fact
what is
_normal_
anyway?
I am always in pain
Thoughts never stop
going through my brain
It never STOPS
My mind and my body
they ache
they creak
they scream for mercy
What is _normal_?
Is is calm?
Is it quiet?
Is it nice?
I really want to know
what _normal_ feels like
because i dont know
the last time i felt _normal_
Not since I was diagnosed
but no one understands
that i didnt cause it
No one gets
that sugar
wasnt the issue
and that i have a dead organ inside
I havent felt normal
not since My body decided to panic
And my sanity started to flee
Not since
I was tormented
By people my same age
That made me hate all people
One in the same
Not since I
Realized life isnt fair
And never will be
Not since my body
starting hating me
even though
I already hate myself
I dont know what _normal_ feels like
ever since normal
started to feel like
nothing at all
**It was all becoming real**
I am gonna be alone again
I voiced my fears but no one listened
I had been alone before
I knew the feeling
deep down
the dread of waking up in the morning
going another day by yourself
I knew i was becoming alone again
when they didnt pick up the phone
when they stopped texting back
When i became a distance memory
the feeling slowly creeped up on me
and sat on my shoulder for a while
I knew it was getting worse
When no one texted me anymore
When my best friend moved on
When all I felt was sorrow
Whenthat little feeling that sat on my shoulder
Had become one with my heart
I knew I was alone
When I cried all the time
When my only friend was my cousin
When I sat in the shower writing poetry
When I opted out of having a birthday party
because i didnt want it to get worse
I knew I was oh so alone
When people were to busy for me
When I was babysitting again
When I was scared to vent to my sole friend
in the fear she might leave me too
I knew it then
That it was all becoming real
Hope you guys enjoyed, tell me which one was your favorite!!!
(Also!!! Sorey that it is almost two thousand words.)