Poem #82: Bleck
_Bleck_ When I can barely breathe Out of my nose, it's so clogged Up with mucus and snot That drips down endlessly No matter how many times I blow it When I can't barely speak Because my throat is so red and raw That swallowing is so painful...
Poem #47: Holes
_Holes_ There are holes Inside my heart They can never be filled With the love I crave They stretch and widen Creating a black cavern Inside my heart Yearning for feeling Red and black blood seeps out This heart is weeping For the pain That...
Poem #65: Alone
_Alone_ Two boys sit alone in the dark: One has love and the other hate. Two friends from birth they became, Only to have the world break them apart. The boy with love Remembers days when his father Walked in the doorway smelling Of urine,...
Poem #86: The End of the World
_The End of the World_ Walking down the hard sidewalk While it's pouring down rain Holding the umbrella tight, holding it close Shivering because it's cold You're waiting for the sun to come out You know it has to, it has to come out again...
Poem #63: Green
_Green_ Peaceful waves of grass Gently floating out Shades of trees whisper To me Scents of pollen Fly in the air Dancing around their sources Sprouted from the ground In front of me Looking at the trees and grass And flowers and weeds I...
Poem #23: Fear
_Fear_ Fear Lives within each of us Waiting to come And control To sabotage Instill Darkness Light Life and Death Fear Is all around you In your dreams Your vision Your world It is inescapable Uncontrollable Undesirable Invisible And...
Creative Writing Prompt #3: Character Study
_Waitress at the End of Her Shift_ She cleared the dishes up from the table that the last customer of the day had sat at, and placed them into the sink. She walked over to the sign on the door and flipped it, so that the 'open' side faced inwards. She...
Poem #42: Nothing
_Nothing_ Nothing can be everything, If we want something to believe Because it is better to receive Nothing, than not be here at all; Nothing can be everything, Even if we don't withdraw But hide behind our made-up wall Full of nothing,...
Poem #77: Carjacking Bikers
_Carjacking Bikers_ To steal from another person Is to spit on his day Laugh at his normalcy Or happiness or sadness For an entire 24 hours And he barely remembers it The next day Hopefully. Is to punch the smile from his face Take his...
Poem #34.0: What
_What_ It's sad but it's happy. He's mean but he's nice. He's cold but he's hot. He's cool but he's a nerd. It's fixed but it's broken. It's ink but it's led. It's loud but it's quite. It's straight but it's uneven. It's a cat but it's a...
Poem #24: Illusion
_Illusion_ Where does thy heart lie? Must it beat so insistently so? Thy Ruins of love seep in thy heart Thy Woes of love run through thy veins. Though love is not equal, All suffer the same. The rotten corpse Is all which remains Of thy...
Poem #97: My People Are Not the Same
We start out with our connections as an empty light board Slowly, each empty spot is replaced with a little light bulb As the years roll by, more lights appear But not always Some lights go dim Some lights burn out Some lights shatter It's a...