Writing Prompt

I always admired astronomers. Always wanted to be one. And always have been one, I suppose. After all, isn’t an astronomer just someone who looks up at the stars?

On the day I tuned twenty, I discovered a new planet. My very own. I was ecstatic. After all, so long staring up at the stars, and suddenly I find a wandering star of my very own? It was my dream for years, and suddenly it had come true...

I’ve felt too much hurt

Now I’ve been medicated

No, decimated...

In the bustling city, where dreams are born and ambitions thrive, there lies a hidden secret, an enigma waiting to be unraveled. The word, etched in the fabric of time, holds the power to unlock the mysteries of the universe. It is a symphony of letters, rearranged with precision, forming an anagram that reveals the truth concealed within. As the sun sets over the horizon, casting a golden hue upo...

All these people are vile. The way they look at each other makes me feel like I don’t belong. The way they have all these rare abilities makes me feel left out. They all share them too. But its weird. The abilities they have they keep a secret from me. They all have a class to learn about them but I didn’t get the option too. Maybe they aren’t vile. Maybe I’m just being rude. But then again, maybe...

Haters

People who have a strong dislike of someone or something.

Hearts

The organ we all have in our chests.

Earth (s)

The planet we all live on.

Whether we like it or not, haters have hearts. They pump blood, they live, they cry.

Just like you.

Here on Earth, we all have hearts

Even if they don’t work how we want them too.

We also have haters here on earth.

But that’s ok...

I’m standing in a field, a question on my lips

Life’s been hard lately, I want to know the meaning of things

I’ve never believed in a higher power

But I have believed in tempting fate

So maybe my presence here alone will change things

That’s arrogant to think,

But I call out to the skies anyways

Then I wait and listen intently, the stars providing the light

They look quite like an open road scatte...

The blood on my walls is still warm. “Desperation,” I read, feeling a growing sense of dread.

Tick. Tick. Tick. A measured, metallic clicking fills the empty house.

I follow the wet, blotchy trail of crimson down the hallway. It hasn’t dried yet, I think. I still have time.

Tick. Tick. Tick. The clock disagrees.

I round a corner too sharply and bump my head, seeing stars. As I stumble into the...

Another day another task. I buttoned my shirt up to the collar and slipped on some black slacks. After a couple tucks of the shirt I buttoned my pants and slipped on a belt. A quick look in the mirror to make sure everything laid flat. Feeling satisfied with my look I grabbed my backpack and was off. There was a message on my phone. It had just come in. Being an errands gent meant undergoing tasks...

(This is actually just mixed up words from a bunch of quotes that really matter to me but that’s kinda an anagram…)

When It is possible to become life, and much worse.

Carry death, never once wrapped in silk.

In the same sentence.

In the same body.

Blood was red, wrapped in love and pain.

God fed it love on a silver spoon.

Better than I does, poetically, just beautiful.

The devil off is s...

A detrimation - a quality I grow

A mentor tied in - to my subconscious

A remind note - to myself

A mender into it - I mend myself day my day

I ornamented it -

I mentioned art - for it is my love my life my breath

I tormented in a - way you would not believe, I was so harsh on my inner child

I atonement rid - boundaries are set for that I will never bow

I roamed intent - on finding my home...