You're a shipwreck,
A vessel lost in a vast void of dangerous nothings.
You soul search for a home in a place that's drifted far beyond your reach.
A place that's origins are your own nightmares.
It feeds off your fear, manipulating your senseless boundaries into a fear that cannot be contained.
The ocean of your mind is a place,
A place of your own havoc and insanity.




 

"Can't you switch off the phone and do something productive " My mother's voice just kept ringing in my head.Why can't she just mind her own business,I'm not disturbing her then why is she nagging.Ah!Throwing the phone onto the bed, I  got up frustrated.I could see my younger brother watching television.I was boiling with anger.Why only me?Taking a sandwich and the key to my bike,I thought maybe a ride was  what I needed .

But this was a different...

My grandmother once told me that when they switched from using slate in the classroom, and started using paper, the teachers complained sorely - what a waste paper was! Such a luxury, and given to schoolchildren? 
Imagine the switch from using candles to using lightbulbs! The outrage sparked by a heated metal wire must have been electrifying.

Change is the only constant in life. With the new milennia, one of the biggest changes ever known to man started to make...

The world was created in six long days, a blissful paradise with prices to pay. In the Garden of Eden here’s Lilith here’s Adam where life begins at the start of the annum.
A pairing of equals. Inside perfect nirvana surrounded by walls. But Adam wondered if this was the life. He wanted a servant, a slave, a subjugated wife.
Lilith refused. This was her Eden too. But god didn’t agree. Soon he threw her out of the garden into...

The world was created in six long days, a blissful paradise with prices to pay. In the Garden of Eden here’s Lilith here’s Adam where life begins here at the start of the annum.
A pairing of equals. Inside perfect nirvana surrounded by walls. But Adam wondered if this was the life. He wanted a servant, a slave, a subjugated wife.
Lilith refused. This was her Eden too. But god didn’t agree. Soon he threw her out of the garden...

Hello and welcome to my first contest which I am super excited about! I’m about to start the Addams Family this summer and was inspired by that for a prompt for a contest which I’ve been wanting to do for a while. I also have two other prompts and hopefully you’ll find something that suits your interest and feel compelled to enter. Here goes!

Prompt 1:
Write a story where the normal expectations of society are the opposite, but no...

I could think of nothing more creatively stifling than living ‘unplugged’ from social media. I know, what a sign of the times, right? The truth is, many of us seem to feed into this idea that social media is a prison—it is nothing but a manifestation of our need to feed our suffering ego. We simply accept how it is unjustly feared upon by generations who grew up in unfamiliar times, trying to find problems in a prospect foreign to...

go stand in the corner

that's what i was told to do as a young child
whenever i misbehaved or did something wrong.
and i hated it so much.
it was tiring.
it was boring.
and most of all,
it was a waste of time.

now that i'm older,
no one tells me to do that anymore.
and perhaps i should be thankful,
but for some reason
i find myself wondering why
i used to hate it so much.

the...

Can you see the fractures behind her smile as her lip quivers from the heartache?
Can you feel her aura emitting the sadness from the ruptures she feels from deep within?
Can you spot the salt of her soul flowing from her eyes as they shimmer down the shell of her skin, flooding every pore of hers that hold her misjudged sin?
Can you hear the silent whimpers that beam from her eyes as the harmony escaping her mouth keeps...

My Mirror reflects what others have said 
Words that make me feel nothing but dead 

Who is Nyah Meller? 

I scream out in fear 
Waiting for the truth to magically appear 

The mirror flashes its devilish grin 
Knowing how it’s finally her time to win 

The girl from my nightmares looks right at me 
Her haunting eyes are dark like the sea 

Her demonous reflection is everything feared 
“You will never be good enough” she sneered 

Gossip and poison drips...

It had been an exquisite lunch. Loads and loads of mouth-watering food,  from kaati rolls to pasta. The barbecued vegetables had been delicious as well.

Undoubtedly a great lunch, especially after they offered us lollipops on our way out.

I held my hand at my forehead to block out the glaring sun. It was so exhausting, standing in this oppressive heat, even if it was only for a short while. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a...

rosebushes     i saw one evening the rabbit         caught in thorns kicking,     screaming the poor thing.         rosebushes keeping         it caged; and the fox that followed, and the thorns tearing, tearing. i weep tears         and they seemed so red.         the rosebushes are         growing    thickly and i cut my hands,  each         evening, waiting for the roses. thick         red, bleeding             pink and      ...

I am lost.
I swiftly open my computer
Shot in the heart
A pain shoots through my whole body
I moan songs of sorrow
My body goes stiff and falls to the ground
I feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into the floor
My legs tremble as I stand up
I take giant lunges toward the kitchen
Heading for the freezer
I snatch the frozen mango
Freezing my teeth with each bite
I spread my body across the ground
Like...

Poor animals suffering a slow and painful death
Less and less beauty in nature
A killer of the earth
Save the world
Terrible things happening
Impossible to stop
Can we live without it?
 

She asks 
If you feel alright
'I'm fine'
You lie. 

A tiny slit opens in the ground.

You tell her
You're going to sleep,
In your room,
she can't hear you weep.

The slit becomes a fissure

She stares
at your red, puffy eyes.
She does not ask,
She simply sighs.

The fissure is now large enough to swallow you whole.

you stare
at the mirror.
you can't tell who 
is staring back.

The fissure looks more like a massive...

Why do you hide away from the world, as though it is the sun and you the moon?
Is it because it is cruel and harsh, always hoping it will be able to clip your wings and silence your voice?
Trying and trying once more to break free of the cage has tired you out, and
Harrowed sobs escape trembling lips and tears roll down your face.
Don't let the hardships bring you to your...

Refuge is described 
as a place where you can hide,
a place where you can find peace,
a place to find solace,
a place to breathe.

Where you won't have to look back
For shadows from your past
Where there are no condemning stares,
and no 'I don't care' s 

Refuge is when
the weight of the world is off your shoulders,
and you are free, 
to be yourself. 

Lost and Found: Dear Found...  
Lost and Found: Dear Lost...  
Lost and Found: Dear Found... (2)

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Dearest Lost,

Wha-what do you mean?
I know that I’m supposed to be strong
To be brave
To be confident
For you. 

But I don’t understand! 
Please, please, Lost
Help me understand.

I’m right here,
I stand a heartbeat away
Prepped and ready for a sign
Then I’ll come running, I promise.

I’ll sing for you
I’ll belt out the...

Come Night, and spread your splendor on the land,
A cloak of dappled jewels that blink and fade,
Oh, you who grasps the wings of peace in hand,
Breathe sweet zephyr of dreams to those betrayed.
 
And many slumber in your lulling stay,
Blind to the beauty of your silent fall,
Perchance a wayfarer had lost his way,
Shall stare with wondrous eyes around this all.
 
Yet all your charm shall once again be gone,
Our flaxen moon’s...

sometimes i wish
that i had an
on and off switch
that i could use
when i wanted to
genuinely socialize
and when i could fake it
rather than just
being able to socialize
or not at all

My name is Avery Carter. I'm not ok, but very few people know this. I pretend I’m fine, but inside I’m dying. I worry about everything. I worry that I’m too fat. I worry that I’m ugly. I worry that I’m rude. I worry that everyone will make fun of me. I worry that I try too hard. I worry that I’m not good enough. I worry that no one cares about me. I worry that I’m too clingy. I...

Although love is lost
the heartache continues
and the pain lingers on
the weeds you planted into me
have dug themselves deep
I don't know when the roots end
and my veins begin
I hope to one day
rid my garden of the weeds you planted
 

You spot her in the water
she is elegant and strong
you watch in delight
but something is wrong

watch her dance
hear her sing
you will see she is drowning
and you won't say a thing

give her some food,
toss her a treat,
give her some snacks,
and plastic to eat


don't worry child
she is only dying
block your ears,
so you don't hear her crying

go to sleep
rest your head
when you wake up
she...

Sarah’s ankle was twisted and blood was running down her face from where her head had hit the side of the car. Half an hour before, Sarah had slid off the road and her car had crashed into a tree, flinging Sarah into the forest. She had woken up cold and hurt, knowing that she needed to get to a hospital before she froze to death. Sarah had thought that she was heading in the right direction, but the forest...

Hello! This is bride124! You guys might know me as a constant reviewer on this website. Now, I have made 49 reviews! And I don't know which one should mark as my 50th review. SO I had a wonderful idea! In the comments, you guys may link a story that you really like or badly need a review for, give me a brief summary (perhaps 10-60 words) about the piece, and in about two weeks (May 27), I will chose the...