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Submitted by TheQuillPen
Write a poem about giving up.
It doesn’t have to be negative, it can be about giving up something or someone that’s been holding you back.
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In my head, I’m done…
Moved from living reality
But reality is stuck in two
And I silently scream
In a heap - can’t describe
Lost on a sea never been sailed
And I’m sad - so sad
drowning in a sorrow so deep
Where do I turn?
In my head, I want you here
But I’m swirling
In this churning hole
Despair is rising
The grief that wasn’t spent
Is chipping
Tapping my shoulder saying
“Hey, I don’t t...
There she stood
Sad and alone
There she stood
With no place to call home
There she stood
Under the dark cloudy sky
There she stood
Unshed tears in her eyes
There she stood
Tired and sick
There she stood
Like a dying candle wick
There she stood
Her flame burning out
There she stood
A life lived full of doubt
There she fell
Hard to the ground
There she fell
Gone without a sound...
The final curtain draws near, the stage is bare,
Life's play concludes in the hush of the night air.
A collage of years, pieced together with pain and strife,
Gently tatters at the threshold of life.
The echoes of laughter, the shadows of tears,
All but whispers of the bygone years.
The heart, once burdened by the weight of sorrow,
Seeks the solace of an eternal tomorrow.
In the quietus of the ...
In the depths of despair, where shadows reside,
A weary heart seeks solace, longing to hide.
When burdens grow heavy, and hope starts to fade,
The temptation to surrender begins to cascade.
Like a flame extinguished, flickering low,
The spirit grows tired, losing its glow.
The weight of the world becomes hard to bear,
And giving up seems the only path to spare.
But hold on, my friend, for within...
I have no more feelings
I’m all feelinged out
So there is nothing left
To write about
Does this mean I’m ok now?
Or am I just totally drained?
Why am I still shaking my pen
Like a woman deranged?!
Writing was a lifeboat
In an endless black sea
But now I can’t tell what’s changed
These waters or me...
You were like my sister
Sometimes it felt like we were more
Other times like we were strangers
Call me sappy and soft,
But where others sing of freedom
I sing of that heart-wrenching ache
That settles itself deep inside the soul
Finding in it a nice home to reside
Refusing to leave until you die
I hope you don’t go with the same pain
That I feel every time you throw me aside
Like a useless, un...
I’m done. I’m finished.
I cannot continue any more.
My brain is mush;
my thoughts scatter on the floor.
I try to focus. I try to think.
Any thought to complete my prose.
When it comes to words,
nothing, absolutely nothing, goes.
I crumble the paper. I throw it away.
My creativity is completely blind.
What utterly useless crap
has come from my mind....
TW : Suicidal ideation, quite grim
I want to get this pin that says nothing really matters.
I guess that’s because I think it’s true.
There are people who love me.
What does that even mean?
It’s a downward slope.
I can’t trek up hill.
I gave it my best,
I gave life a shot,
I’m ready to go to bed now.
Or at least lay in it forever.
I don’t understand life.
I don’t understand things like I used...
**I’m so hungry but there’s nothing in the fridge.**
**I’m so exhausted but the to-do list is infinite.**
**I’m so angry but my screams will leave a bleeding scar.**
**I’m so broken that my shards will pierce your heart**
**My day was awful but was read as a goofy punchline** ****
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**I try and solve it but the solution is always undefined**
**I’m screaming help but the music screams louder**
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