Lost Connection

via Daily Prompt: Grainy

 

My memories are grainy at best

Worn out from viewing

Torn at the edges

It seems I forget a little more each time

 

I’ve left too much behind

But the crows have eaten my breadcrumb trail

Leaving me unable to return

 

You can’t move forward

If you don’t even have a place

To begin

 

They were my beginning

And my end

A circle I’ve already left

Behind

 

I thought I could forget

But my memories play

Again

 

They’re beautiful

Without me in them

For I am a mere spectator

That would soon drift off

Again

If it wasn’t for them

 

I’m caught in a web

Of lies

And love

Not yet forgotten

Intricate Shards

via Daily Prompt: Organize

 

He’s scattered

Thrown together with cheap tape and gluesticks

A mess of old photos

Forgotten scents

Long-lost melodies

And scraps of laughter

 

He’s not quite whole

He’s puzzle pieces

All from different pictures

 

He’s old newspaper articles

Outdated trends

Tangled yarn

Each piece a distinct color

 

He’s messy

But never confused

 

He’s a strange kind of confidence

The kind that’s pushed onto you

Forced into your bones by adversity

 

He’s sharp sea glass

A fierce type of beauty

 

He’s every form of alive

A being you can’t organize

Harsher

via Daily Prompt: Delivery

 

“Your delivery’s a bit off.”

I step away from the mic and slip off my headphones. “What’s wrong with it?”

The producer sighs. “It’s too flowy. Remember the staccatos; your lines need┬áto be harsh.”

“Look, it can only be so hard. If I accentuate every word like that it’ll sound unnatural.”

“Just try it.”

Rolling my eyes, I reposition myself. “Play the track again.”

He applauds when I finish.

It sounded wrong.

Ashy Mist

via Daily Prompt: Shimmer

 

I wish for a shimmer

Wish for a spark

For a flame

A fire

Burns

 

I wish for freedom

Not a home

Because that’s too much commitment

For someone like me

 

I wish for a matchstick

A lighter

To burn down my pillars

Smash my walls

Until smoke is left

 

I wish for water

To drown you in

To wash you away

So I can forget

The smell of fog

Of dew

Of waterfalls

And replace it with ashes

My Lies

via Daily Prompt: Casual

 

I’ve always been good at lying

And it scared me that people were fooled so easily

 

So when I called us “casual”

I willed my voice not to shake

And prayed that you wouldn’t notice my shifting eyes

(You’ve always been gullible)

 

I can’t pretend that I didn’t see your pain

(I’ve always been too observant)

But I can pretend that I don’t care

 

Even if it means a little less sleep

And a couple more shreds in my chest

 

 

I’ve been on vacation for the past week or so, which explains my short disappearance~ Hope you enjoyed ^^

Unproductive

via Daily Prompt: Tea

It’s nearly midnight. My eyes burn from staring at the same assignment for hours on end. My mind is fraying; scorched at the ends (a matter of time before it explodes).

The pages blur, focus, blur.

Time trickles by. I’m the only one awake. It’s quiet (suffocating).

The teapot sits before me. Steam overflows out of my mug.

The pencil stays untouched.

Discordance

via Daily Prompt: Harmonize

 

A resounding crash

A clatter

The pounding of fists on doors

Windows

 

Cracking glass

Cracking masks

Fake

 

Discordant cries

That once harmonized

 

Scattered piano keys

Scattered red strings

That once tied them together

 

Rotting hearts

Left alone too long

That stopped reaching out

A millennia ago

 

Pounding fists

On doors that closed

A millennia ago

 

Cracking glass

Pushed back

Thrown away

Again

 

Wait

The wind whispers

As it throws them apart

Yet again

Spiderweb Tightrope

via Daily Prompt: Savor

 

I’ll savor every moment of being a child

While I still can

 

Before the sun makes me bloom

Without consent

 

Before I stand in the center of a spider web

With paths in all directions

And one just a little thinner than all the rest

 

Of course I’d pick the tightrope

 

But I can handle sleepless nights

And loose change rather than bills

If it means the tightrope isn’t broken

Yet