creative writing – Page 166

Love is too general Let’s use more words To describe the many ways We cherish those closest to us

Squirming

I feel my inner child Squirming Not wanting to be told To sit still Or be patient I’m tired of hearing Something better is coming I’m tired of being positive And awake I just want to watch tv And eat all day I know this is childish I know I should just grow up AndContinue reading “Squirming”

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Am I Losing It

If only I could remember These vibrations are only a call It’s just my phone in my back pocket Doesn’t ring very often So when it does I’m always shocked I question my mind I wonder where this feeling is coming from Then I realize it’s just a call About the warranty on my carContinue reading “Am I Losing It”

So Now, Accept Yourself

You are tough You weren’t born that way You came out soft and squishy And full of fantasies And you tasted just like sugar Like melted sugar And rainbows shot from your eyes in the middle of a hurricane Then it started the dying You realized people did very bad things That people died forContinue reading “So Now, Accept Yourself”

Extracting Ideas From The Inside

This is literally what a thought looks inside the brain. But when we think, this is not what we see. Today I’d like to discuss how we get our thoughts from conception into a place where we can mold them into a story. Getting ideas from pure thought onto paper can be a complicated thing. ButContinue reading “Extracting Ideas From The Inside”

Set Up To Fall

The hiss of a hot match under water The last domino set in place Just before the fall Chin up The worst is yet to come If you’ve made it this far You might as well Just keep going Things will fall into place Well, wait that I can’t promise -Saschia

More Writing

The sun is coming up The more I write The less I sleep But I’m going to figure it out I’m going to get through this -Saschia

Waaahhh

From left to right From side to side I’ve been up Up up up To write To soothe To make my dreams come true Something is off though And so I write some more -Saschia

Mount Ararat

Water gushes from my throat down my chin down my shirt and slowly makes its way to my toes I’m drenched in water A pigeon landed on my shoulder with a leaf in its mouth It waited til the earth shook Then flew away My life is just beginning now it will never be theContinue reading “Mount Ararat”