Writing Prompt

i fail. i fail again, and again, again, over and over. no matter how hard i try, no matter how many times i try, it doesn’t work.

_thats it, _i realize,_ i can’t do this._ i give up. _almost. _maybe, if i try one more time, it’ll work.

it doesn’t. not everything is easy, like in stories. not everything is possible....

_Crash_

I swear I hear that sound.

I swear I feel the impact.

When I fall,

It breaks apart everything.

And then I glue the shattered glass together,

And then I paint over the scars.

And then…

I swear I get better!

I wake up one morning,

Confident,

Happy,

Alive.

And I _want_ to get better.

Those days,

Those moments…

They’re wonderful.

And then they slip away,

Like every other good thing I’ve ever ...

Sometimes in a hospital, silence is a voice, the strangest noise. Reprogrammed with buzzers and beeping machines, noise is etched into our brains as a constant focus. I don’t think that will ever go. I will miss the silence though.

I hadn’t thought I would miss it here, I was so focused on leaving it all behind that I forgot to realise what it was I was walking away from. It was a community, a h...

Too much screeching

Relations to no cause

They just keep crowding

They jump with applause

No recognition

Though do I deserve it

Numbers show determination

Though numbers are not fit

I feel empty deep down

I could just be starved

Maybe not, says I, the clown

Crowned as jokester, elderly carved

I feel tired, take me home

I suggest to sleep earlier

I need to speak, but I’m alone

Oh I’m such a worr...

My name is Pedro O’Hara and it is my job to protect.

Over the years I have adopted many names, some cool, like the Masked Warrior. Many uncool like the Crime-stopping Spandex. Though, no matter what my name was, I always did my duty.

Today is a big day, because today is the day that I retire. Even though I’m only 30 doesn’t mean I can’t retire, right? I mean there is so many more people that ne...

Over the past two months, her frustration had built to unbearable levels. It shouldn't be that difficult. All it took was a pinch. A strategic pluck, and the power could be hers.

Cara breathed in and puffed the air back out. Breathed in, sighed it out. The rest of her class sat silently on cushions around the room, eyes closed, hands dancing through the air. They looked so serene, so graceful an...

Palms clutching the spheres atop the ivory white banisters Collette stare deep into the small garden infront of the porch. The smell of linen sneaking past her, as she stay frozen. Her suitcase on the termite filled planks that made the porch. She collected them again, stepping past the garden of peonies and onto the dirt path towards her car. Yet as she arrived something held onto her being and b...

I can't tell you how many times I've died. This was probably my eighty nineth---or ninety eighth life? I sat at a witch's workshop table holding a cup of weird liquid. My first time I died, I was in the sky, and the reason is still blurry to me because of the amount of lives I had. I was just floating up there then I got stuck. For a minute I was paralyzed then the next second I was tumbling milli...

So it’s this mucky stuff out by the, short cut?, dad calls it the easement, the easement out to the river walk. Yeah out there. They’re not out dealing drugs there, that’s more toward the train tracks. This spots just a little ugly and there’s this mucky stuff. Gacky. So yeah I just go out there and kind of push it around with a stick, at least that’s what I started doing and like, who cares thoug...

Push onward or give up?

Keep going, keep giving it

My all?

How is it that I’m the one

That’s in the wrong when

I have done nothing _wrong_

At all? — you must crave our

Fall.

I remember your voice, as loud

As thunder,

The prideful way you carried

Yourself, and how you abused

Mother,

Your ways of discipline, so cruel

So painful,

You never gave a damn about

Being gentle, although you

Ve...