When it’s all said and done, I could’ve died from the tip of your gun. Banishing the feeling of this trauma has begun. How do you live, laugh and smile son? When you’ve been the trigger to my madness of more than one? When was the last time you walked in the sun, letting the light hit the darkest parts of you one by one? You loaded your gun, removed my heart piece by piece and flesh by flesh. I'n broad daylight you were on the run.

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Challenge

A poem where each line begins with the consecutive letter of the alphabet

Each line of your poem must begin with a letter, starting with A, B, C, etc. Write about anything, I just think this would be an interesting poem

Moonmami11

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J.

Another sip of tea

Better late than ever, across the room you glanced at me

Caught me by surprise how you chose to let us die

Dealing with a heart that I didn't break

Every day is painful, it feels like a never ending war

Furocious in madness that's completed with empty mornings of sadness

Giving all of me, down to the last dust of bone

Healing to replenish where love once lived

I know it's a lesson learned, I was burned but at some point we have to forgive

Just the very thought of you grows fire inside of me

Killing me with no kindess but the absence of your whole being

Loving you was the bravest thing I did even If I knew I would spill out all of me

Melting the pot of love, hurt, defeat and cheat

Nothing compares to the night at 4am when I listened to your heartbeat

Over every painful exchange, every tear I've shared with God

Putting myself first to create self love and beating the odds

Quiet nights alone humble me in sickening ways of me falling asleep saying your name

Relentless torture to my soul when I think about how she gets to feel you

Sitting in the cafe where it all once made sense and our hearts grew

Tonight is the last time I will need you

Under all of this pain, happiness will burst free

Venting out smoke from past trauma that still lingers for a place to go

Waiting for you to accept your mistakes and let go

Xenons of lust suffocates me and leaves me wicked and binding

You weere the greatest heartache to interrupt my sanity

Zipped up my bag of bones and shredded flesh, I loved every second of you, we were the best.

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Challenge

Write a poem that begins with "Come with me" and "till the end", a challenge some of you may remember from last year.

Recently, I have been in a situation where the people around me have changed how they speak and write. I would like to revive a challenge that I created last year. . Write a poem that begins with "Come with me" and "till the end". You can reference the original challenge here for inspirations: https://theprose.com/challenge/8582 Happy writing, and don't forget to tag me!

Moonmami11 in Poetry & Free Verse

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Fantasy.

Come with me into the thick of it. Where lust and love doesn't exist. We are pure, we are rich. Rich in smiles and laughter. We create doors of emotions, sip on love like a potion. Enter my chest, where my heart rests and things can just beautifully be. Let's admire our shadows dancing together in the air. I am here, for you to stare, to admire, to love and to purchase thoughts that you pay with doves. Come with me, where we can battles the madness. Embrace the good, the bad and the ugly. Remember, beauty is within the most trauma. We fight, we are brave, we speak on emotions and hold hands until our grave. Come with me and leave behind being afraid. We will find strength within eachother and neither of us will ever bend. My friend, I love you with every breath till the end.

Challenge

Knots

Write a piece about knots. Any kind of knot. Does not have to be fiction, but the challenges seem to be more visible when a portal is added. I have written an example, though I will obviously not be picking myself as the winner.

Moonmami11 in Fiction

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knot.

Everyone asks " why can't you just untie it?" " Why can't you just let go?" Being held captive by another persons power who has the authority to make you feel for them, think of them, cry for them, beg for them, fuck it I'll even bleed for them. Holding strong, twisting, turning, cutting into my skin like a million silver pins. I am the punching bag that refuses to go down. Let me out so I can let love in but instead I invited you in and you have been here 3yrs far too long to be fucking up my space. It wasn't a waste, we cracked towards the end my friend. I keep your name loose on my lips and you keep mines ever so tight. One day I will bite until my teeth rots. Tonight, I'll sleep here, I'll hold my throat clutched. Living with this knot.