My apologies…

Hi everyone! I've being going through a rough time lately, separating, moving, not knowing where my life is going to take me in the next few months, but I'm still here and I haven't forgotten about any of you wonderful people! I put aside writing for about 4.5 months but I'm back in it now, …

Hurt

Hurt by S. L. Wyllie You're hurting him like you hurt everyone. You're a liar and a loser like you've always been. You're not fooling anyone with your fake smiles, and your undeserved happiness. All you do is wreck, and ruin. You're a failure, and a freak, useless, and worthless. You don't deserve his kindness …

Untitled

Untitled by S. L. Wyllie. It troubles me when I glimpse those shrouds of darkness behind your eyes. They take you to this desolate place where you self-destruct and isolate. I see the demons beneath the surface, I see them waiting for the first chance, to drag you under when you're weakest. How can I …

Killing Me.

My silent stalker is always lurking preying on me when I'm least expecting. Invisible hands around my throat slowly squeezing the life from me. The world is spinning, the room is shrinking, lights grow brighter, and voices sharpen. Creeping alongside me my ghostly predator the nemesis I can't see, Yet I can feel everything. My …

Guilt.

Guilt This ache inside, this dull, relentless ache. It seeps through me, slowly at first like the gentle ebb of an outward creeping tide. The water quietly washes around me whispering calm melodies soothing as the pale luminescence of the quarter moon bathes me in its eerie autumn glow. The waters of guilt start building, …

Who am I, and what have I become?

Who am I, and what have I become? Do these emotions belong to me? It's been so long since I was genuinely happy. So used to feeling nothing at all, This spark in my chest is unusual. Sometimes I hear a voice in my head, A lingering doubt that fills me with dread. Does the …

My Mistake

My Mistake I regret the things I said, The way I acted, the way I left. I regret the time I wasted, and The false hope I granted, By coming back. When I left, I should've stayed Far away and let you be. But, I faltered, My doubts grew louder, I couldn't take it, My …

Every part of me.

The pain you've inflicted, Scars trail in your wake. All that remains, are tiny little pieces. That don't fit together No matter which way arranged. I can't think, I can't breathe. I'm suffocating, I can't escape. This endless war Of you against me. This downward spiral, I want to break free. I'm caught up in …

the flaw in my design

This is the second prompt from my final workshop… We were supposed to write about some kind of light that seeped through the cracks in our life, or something like that. Anyways, this is what I got! My mind was guarded by a fortress my heart built Each stone selected was strategically placed. My walls …

The World You See…

I participated in my final writing workshop in Toronto, (insert sad face), now I must find another... So here is one of the prompts we worked on tonight... It was taken from a poem called The World You See - and we were given the option of writing about Kindness, Forgiveness, or anywhere that particular …