31 DAYS OF HORROR (LINK UP IN COMMENTS) It always looked lonely Death Filled with nothingness No stars to light the black No moon to hang your hat No crickets to sing goodnight Just an empty vast void Of silence… Now it looks peaceful Death Filled with nothingness No voices inside my head No opinions…
31 DAYS OF HORROR (Last week of link ups…link post in comments) I keep breaking down; it’s the way things are now Just a series of ebbs and flows, ceaseless movement No way out of the waves pushing me endlessly towards Towards… Towards… Heels digging in as I fight the future; tumbling, falling Marking every…
31 DAYS OF HORROR – LINK UP IN COMMENTS TO BE FEATURED ON SUNDAY’S POST Last Halloween I felt up for having a bit of fun so I used the Poetry Prompt from Writing Forward and wrote a Halloween tale used all the words below. Sheer Horror Ghostly Ghouls Kids and Candy scythe mask bloody…
31 DAYS OF HORROR (Link your scary stuff in the comments) I FEAR My own mind Being totally irrelevant Depression may not scare you but it scares me I worry there will be more of it someday than of me It tells me, quite convincingly, everyone would be better off Better off without me… and…
Part of my 31 days of horror. Please write something creepy and link to the comments below. I’m perfect, perfectly fine! Oh, my eyes are red? Yea, I danced with demons last night. Smile, giggle, laugh… Oh, how did I burn myself? Yea, well you see I visited hell last night Smile, giggle, laugh… Oh,…
Bodies dangling from the sky Like swings on a summer day The rapture left us all to cry Captured in the sun lights ray Spirits fly in circles, like bats Rushing for a dwelling place A dirty place full of restless rats Like sparrows darting, keeping pace They dance around hopelessly Out of place, out…
***trigger warning rape content*** Sometimes I don’t think about it at all and sometimes I can’t let it go. This is to all my friends who don’t understand why I can’t feel their compliments. Sometimes the beautiful words hurt and it isn’t your fault because you probably mean them. I don’t FEEL or RELATE…
I think we all, as women, have that moment we are treated like a slut and made to feel like meat or an object. It happens quite often and very rarely does it make us feel special or beautiful. Is that how men think it makes us feel? Do they mean to be demeaning? Just…
My fictional poem below is inspired by a true story where a woman was found in her home after being dead for six years. HOW? They said nobody noticed due to automatic bill pay. WHAT? Saddens me greatly. I am sorry… you were unnoticed. She never left her home Neighbors mowed her yard I thought…
Daily Prompt: Quote Me Do you have a favorite quote that you return to again and again? What is it, and why does it move you? I don’t often quote but when I do it is to make a point, or a quote says something way better than I ever could. I love quoting C.S. Lewis, …
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