I had a weird dream about a bunch of naked boys taking showers in a locker room and I couldn’t find a freakin door to get out. I even had my very own panic attack in the dream and ended up turning off all their water. Opps. XD
Would any of you like to hear me read some of my poems out loud?
i need to stop looking
for death in every body
my fingers touch.
i have been force fed
old lovers, & slices
of the moons lying dust
i am messy poems;
i am fractured confessions.
i am laughter
my jaws ache
with the taste of
i am still hungry.
give me your sugar;
I will share my breath.
you are still made of starstuff,
& i am no longer caged.
I have been suffocating
on the stars of my past
like horny gentlemen
do with innocent looking
wolfgirls at 3am- their bite
fearless as thieves.
My lilac lungs are breathing in
dust and the tears of Saturn’s
while the rest of me -
well, shes warm off wine
and poems left
I just lay in bed sad.
Aww, thank you so much for the compliment! :D
Here are some things that I do when I’m feeling wordless:
I read books, or I read the words of fellow writers. Sometimes this kick starts my inspiration!
I play madlibs —So much fun, and you can find some interesting prompts or combinations of words.
A friend of mine introduced me to this website: Language is a Virus -Cure writers block with writing prompts, exercises, generators, and gizmos.
I took a ‘creative process’ class in college and our teacher gave us a really cool assignment: Write down 10 of your favorite words or words you find interesting. Write a line using each word. Then, put them in any order you please. After that, add a new line between each line you have already written to help the piece flow and each part since with the next. This was so much fun and I find it’s always a great go to when I’m feeling lost!
I really hope some of this helps you! ^^
kushamisaru said: I disagree; mine is shite, especially compared to yours.
If writing makes you feel good, and you’re doing it for yourself, that is all that matters. Don’t compare yourself to others, don’t think of it as a set standard. Just write. That’s what makes it beautiful.
Poetry is never terrible. <3
is it send Kayla sweet messages night? omg.