A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
A poem based on a prompt by @theemuwarheroes: 'Every time he smiled the pain grew within her.' Thank you! :) <3
A free verse poem on the Joker (as in a deck of cards.) Always expected to be joking around, yet what happens in those moments when the mask is removed? On prompt: jolly. <3
Reality is a mirror and the day is magic.
Depression is not reasonable. It is not rational.
How do I describe it? The sadness in my soul.
It's the end... but how could I have known the voices were coming from the mirror all along?
Despair and thoughts of death.
Then I simply imagined it wasn’t there.
On emptiness and hopelessness.
Dear Despair, Please go away from me.
She shrivels from sorrow.
something about what a friend said to me.
This one is long, and more of a story, hope you enjoy :)
He is many things, to many people.
No one knows how her heart cries
Nor the taste of bitter ashes
Of the fallen ones who cannot rise.
What does reality feel like? A short story based on a prompt from @skye!
What am I running from? Even I don't know.