Hurt by S. L. Wyllie You're hurting him like you hurt everyone. You're a liar and a loser like you've always been. You're not fooling anyone with your fake smiles, and your undeserved happiness. All you do is wreck, and ruin. You're a failure, and a freak, useless, and worthless. You don't deserve his kindness … Continue reading Hurt
Untitled by S. L. Wyllie. It troubles me when I glimpse those shrouds of darkness behind your eyes. They take you to this desolate place where you self-destruct and isolate. I see the demons beneath the surface, I see them waiting for the first chance, to drag you under when you're weakest. How can I … Continue reading Untitled
My silent stalker is always lurking preying on me when I'm least expecting. Invisible hands around my throat slowly squeezing the life from me. The world is spinning, the room is shrinking, lights grow brighter, and voices sharpen. Creeping alongside me my ghostly predator the nemesis I can't see, Yet I can feel everything. My … Continue reading Killing Me.
Guilt This ache inside, this dull, relentless ache. It seeps through me, slowly at first like the gentle ebb of an outward creeping tide. The water quietly washes around me whispering calm melodies soothing as the pale luminescence of the quarter moon bathes me in its eerie autumn glow. The waters of guilt start building, … Continue reading Guilt.
This is the second prompt from my final workshop… We were supposed to write about some kind of light that seeped through the cracks in our life, or something like that. Anyways, this is what I got! My mind was guarded by a fortress my heart built Each stone selected was strategically placed. My walls … Continue reading the flaw in my design
I participated in my final writing workshop in Toronto, (insert sad face), now I must find another... So here is one of the prompts we worked on tonight... It was taken from a poem called The World You See - and we were given the option of writing about Kindness, Forgiveness, or anywhere that particular … Continue reading The World You See…
I did two writing prompts today, this is the second. It was a prompt about the myth, two roads overcame the hyena. We were supposed to write about conflict, being divided, or wanting to do two things at once. Ten minutes on the timer, and this is what I came up with... Two Faces A … Continue reading Two Faces,