Writing Prompt

Swallow. That's what I do with the guilt, every single day. Guzzle it down like some bitter cocktail. And goddamn does it hurt. Like shards of glass, easing their way down my throat Seven years is a long time to spend with just one man. Seven years—seven years of shared highs and lows, of escaping reality together until it all came crashing down. I remember the day he left this world, taken by a ...

Swallow it!? I was supposed to swallow that!? It was bubbling and was a horrid shade of purple. Though I suppose it wouldn’t matter what it tasted like because if I drink this I’ll be dead in a few moments. I knew this was the only way to stop all my worries.

Hidden behind the feeling that was telling me to do this was a sense that I would regret this. Well I couldn’t regret it because I would be...

“Swallow it.”

“W-wait, what?” I stammered. I looked down at the weird foaming and fuzzy mixture in the glass. It was changing from

color to color but not beautiful bright colors like you might see in a children’s nursery book, no sir-ee, these were dark, odd, hideous colors that made me wanna puke. When I looked up at Bryce, he was giving me a look that made it clear he wasn’t gonna repeat himsel...

Swallow that shallow hole,

that sorta pit you call a soul.

Or fall in - turning inside,

imploding in your empty life.

Hidden truths now brought to light.

Seeking light in darkened blight.

Falling down in to the night -

into the night you hold inside.

Guilt awaits you in your dreams.

Hate will drown out all your screams.

Light will turn its back and leave.

So learn to love from what’s per...

Swallow, that you will never be the same. Live the same. That this is a definitive moment in your history. As the blood seeps through your fingers, you recognize this. Close your eyes, and feel the warmth of the liquid surrounding you.

Hidden, are the ways of the world. Why does it beat down on some who have nothing but raise those with too much on a podium for everyone to gaze at? What will be g...

Swallow. You can’t just ignore this problem. Your gonna have to swallow and digest it. This is your problem. You’re responsible. You are the one they are counting on. This is because of you. Your fault. Even if you don’t want them to find out, you know they will. Eventually. You can’t keep it hidden.

Hidden? Can this thing stay hidden any longer? How could you make it so? No. No, no, no. You ca...

I look at the pills

They stare back

My family stares at me

I avoid their eyes

This could change everything.

Suddenly I grab them

Then throw them into my mouth

I swallow

With a massive gulp of water

It’s done.

I’ve been taking them for a while

But still feel a sense of shame

If someone comes round

I scramble

To quickly hide them.

But slowly they start to take effect

The w...

“Swallow it, don’t chew.” The man’s over the counter barely glanced at her, but she took the pill anyway. It was small and had a blue tinge, it seemed insignificant. This would save her. She slipped it into her jacket pocket and left the store, the doors swinging shut behind her retreating form.

Hidden. It was hidden, but how come it seemed like everyone was staring at her, judging her? She walke...

Swallow flying above me, like a looming omen of something attached to me drifting away. Right as the thought passed as did the bird. I hope that what was stuck to me as if glue would be broken off and leave just as the swallow had.

Hidden inside me, burning itself, nearly searing itself together within my heart. Merged at their seam breaking it off would take a part of my heart with it, as it had...

What a hideous day.

Glorious, no?

The clouds are dark and grey.

The sun, swallowed.

And hidden within the

Cities so grim,

There’s a curious tale

To be followed.

Just glance down that alley,

You see the trail?

Of guilt and murder and

Of her sorrow?

Poor thing.

Poor me....