PROMPT: Write from a dark place. It could from any area of your life. Remember to go with your first flash and just write for 5 – 10 minutes without pausing.
I ain’t ever done no wrong
Well maybe I have…
But help me Lord. Help me
My heart… it hurts
It weighs a tone and a half
And yet, it feels kinda empty
How is that even possible?
I’m worried it’s too big
Will you please take it way?
Yes, I’m willing to trade
I’ll trade you my heart for someone to hold
Or just someone to talk to
To laugh with and tell all my lame ass jokes
A friend or a lover, doesn’t really matter
Heck, I’ll take a stranger for a night
As long as I’m not alone
I’ll make the night last forever
At least in my head we can be together forever
Blissfully basking in the glorious warmth of my memory
What am I saying?
Can one be happy without a heart?
Doesn’t seem like a fair trade Gosh,
I feel so lost
So hopelessly stranded
Stuck behind a sky-high fence I sat and watched everyone else build around me Imprisoned by my own thoughts
Strangled by failed dreams and unrealized potential
Alone forever with no way out
Feeble cries, lowly whimpers
Unnoticed and unheard, but mostly ignored
Pounding on the bricks until my fists bleed
Praying for someone, anyone to save me
It’s getting boring looking up to the skies
Not to mention desperately pathetic
Went ahead and dug a hole to bury my soul in
Somehow, I ended up crawling even deeper
Stop this insufferable rambling
Help me Lord, help me