Non-Fiction Prose
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My One Wish
I don't ask for bravery like Paul.
Nor brute strength like David.
Nor wisdom like Solomon.
I asked to know
the suffering of Jesus Christ,
so we could be
deeply connected.
My spiritual brother,
Jesus.
Nor brute strength like David.
Nor wisdom like Solomon.
I asked to know
the suffering of Jesus Christ,
so we could be
deeply connected.
My spiritual brother,
Jesus.
#Christian
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Writing The Story Here Where It All Happened
I stand the remaining daughter,
the one who didn't get out of Hell's Hotel,
here to tell the story
so dark
and yet so miraculous
that it will change hearts
and souls.
Free.
the one who didn't get out of Hell's Hotel,
here to tell the story
so dark
and yet so miraculous
that it will change hearts
and souls.
Free.
#courage
#strength
#TimeHeals
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Walking Blindfolded
There's a rope tightened around my waist. It's pulling me somewhere, but I don't know where.
I'm blindfolded.
I'm hearing those voices, those voices that tell me to quit.
The Christians telling me that writing my dark stories is unhealthy.
Shitting on the fact that my life wasn't Disneyland. What do they want me to do? Pretend? Dissociate from reality, never accepting my life as it was?
Fools.
The jealous men on Okcupid telling me that writing about Josh is helping me stay stuck on him.
Bitch please. It helps me be...
I'm blindfolded.
I'm hearing those voices, those voices that tell me to quit.
The Christians telling me that writing my dark stories is unhealthy.
Shitting on the fact that my life wasn't Disneyland. What do they want me to do? Pretend? Dissociate from reality, never accepting my life as it was?
Fools.
The jealous men on Okcupid telling me that writing about Josh is helping me stay stuck on him.
Bitch please. It helps me be...
#courage
#motivational
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Diana
Flash goes off
My life is extinguished
Lasting in my floating nightmares
Can’t come up for air
Coulda been the queen
Living fairytale dreams
Instead twisted and bleeding
In the back of an Audi
Vultures on the kill
Snapping to feed the till
Piranha on the flesh
Down to bone
My life is extinguished
Lasting in my floating nightmares
Can’t come up for air
Coulda been the queen
Living fairytale dreams
Instead twisted and bleeding
In the back of an Audi
Vultures on the kill
Snapping to feed the till
Piranha on the flesh
Down to bone
#greed
#grief
#heartbroken #shame
#heartbroken #shame
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Chosen
I keep thinking about it. It won't stop.
Part of me knows I tried to manipulate him into an answer of how he felt about me
when perhaps he wanted to take things slow.
I'm picking up the pieces of those who smashed the image of the man I loved,
but they are shattered.
As Diana cries for Darryl whenever someone speaks of him negatively, I cry too.
For those who are readily available are usually abusive,
and those who are far away
are not.
But it's okay. It's okay that I feel insecure.
I had...
Part of me knows I tried to manipulate him into an answer of how he felt about me
when perhaps he wanted to take things slow.
I'm picking up the pieces of those who smashed the image of the man I loved,
but they are shattered.
As Diana cries for Darryl whenever someone speaks of him negatively, I cry too.
For those who are readily available are usually abusive,
and those who are far away
are not.
But it's okay. It's okay that I feel insecure.
I had...
#ForbiddenLove
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Writing It Even If It Hurts
I still am writing the Darryl & Diana series.
Even though I have no hope that I can be special to anyone, I'll try and reach for the hope anyway.
Because I dreamed of a love that was more, and I'm going to find it.
Even though I have no hope that I can be special to anyone, I'll try and reach for the hope anyway.
Because I dreamed of a love that was more, and I'm going to find it.
#love
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Chasing _____
On the road home, a familiar, yet
majestic scene—
made same as any
other in the
absence of daylight.
This unfulfilled longing
still
lingers as a pair of scuffed black dress shoes
pass under a humming neon sign that
watches over the
pothole-riddled
parking lot of Casa Mexico.
He’s seated alone
tonight,
and with no roof
of
words to shelter him from the
Rain, he stares blankly at a Spanish poster until the arrival of his food.
He tips well— they treat him well in
like fashion.
He...
majestic scene—
made same as any
other in the
absence of daylight.
This unfulfilled longing
still
lingers as a pair of scuffed black dress shoes
pass under a humming neon sign that
watches over the
pothole-riddled
parking lot of Casa Mexico.
He’s seated alone
tonight,
and with no roof
of
words to shelter him from the
Rain, he stares blankly at a Spanish poster until the arrival of his food.
He tips well— they treat him well in
like fashion.
He...
#apathy
#emptiness
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The Love The Pop Stars Sing About
I'm supposed to settle for a love that is normal.
That doesn't cross the lines.
That is in the box.
But I won't.
I want the love
the pop stars sing about.
I know I've felt it somehow.
I swear.
But no one wants it the way I do.
That's one reason why I've given up on dating sites.
A bunch of guys who will gladly ghost me,
gladly forget I even existed,
a bunch of nameless dudes
who get deleted in my phone,
get deleted in my heart.
Only hasn't,
one I speak of too often.
But it is...
That doesn't cross the lines.
That is in the box.
But I won't.
I want the love
the pop stars sing about.
I know I've felt it somehow.
I swear.
But no one wants it the way I do.
That's one reason why I've given up on dating sites.
A bunch of guys who will gladly ghost me,
gladly forget I even existed,
a bunch of nameless dudes
who get deleted in my phone,
get deleted in my heart.
Only hasn't,
one I speak of too often.
But it is...
#ForbiddenLove
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Roses
The guy who asked sadly what's my future?
The guy who offered to live together.
The guy who wanted to go on dates before sex.
The guy who wanted to know about my art.
The guy who seemed romantically interested
and yet said he wasn't.
Coward.
I know Lenny said that maybe he wants to get to know the people he fucks personally, and that I have a victim mentality for not feeling special enough.
I'm tired of people saying I interpret everything wrong.
I said Josh is a coward.
Now, I hate roses because I want to break...
The guy who offered to live together.
The guy who wanted to go on dates before sex.
The guy who wanted to know about my art.
The guy who seemed romantically interested
and yet said he wasn't.
Coward.
I know Lenny said that maybe he wants to get to know the people he fucks personally, and that I have a victim mentality for not feeling special enough.
I'm tired of people saying I interpret everything wrong.
I said Josh is a coward.
Now, I hate roses because I want to break...
#ForbiddenLove
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Special
I'm crawling my way out of the dark, but the dark is too thick. Thickened by the lies of this world. That if you push things down far enough, that they'll go away. That those who just wanted to be validated have a victim mentality. That this world was for me.
No, it wasn't, and it's not my fault.
But I still try to find fault within myself for being an outcast.
For not being special for anyone.
I still can't understand why Lenny, my friend I recently blocked, had to say I had a victim mentality just for me saying that I wasn't special to Josh and...
No, it wasn't, and it's not my fault.
But I still try to find fault within myself for being an outcast.
For not being special for anyone.
I still can't understand why Lenny, my friend I recently blocked, had to say I had a victim mentality just for me saying that I wasn't special to Josh and...
#apathy
#heartbroken
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Taking Notes
Listening to the winds blow through the manifolds of
trees rustling the leaves with a symphony of self.
Caressing with a tender nocturne of energy
etched in prints on the fallen snow.Taking notes
through the manifolds of trees.
trees rustling the leaves with a symphony of self.
Caressing with a tender nocturne of energy
etched in prints on the fallen snow.Taking notes
through the manifolds of trees.
#inspirational
#nature
#philosophical #WritingPoetry
#philosophical #WritingPoetry
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Memphis
I take pleasure in pissing you off.
After all you have done to me, your anger is my satisfaction.
So, you may get your steak...stake, but I'll be eating my peanut butter sandwich with bananas. That is what you tell them, right?
After all you have done to me, your anger is my satisfaction.
So, you may get your steak...stake, but I'll be eating my peanut butter sandwich with bananas. That is what you tell them, right?
#anger
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