» User
One Word Writing Prompts | Get Inspired to Write | Creative Writing Prompts | Writing Inspiration | Journal Prompts | Writing Exercises | Writing Ideas | Writing Challenges | Writing Motivation | Writing Prompts for Adults | Writing Prompts for Kids | Writing Prompts for Teens | Writing Prompts for Beginners | Writing Prompts for Fiction | Writing Prompts for Nonfiction | Writing Prompts for Poetry | Writing Prompts for Screenplays | Writing Prompts for Short Stories | Writing Prompts for Novels | Writing Prompts for Memoirs
read
write
sign in/up
blackbird
Change your cover photo
Upload
Change your cover photo
Upload
Change your cover photo
blackbird
This user account status is Approved
whether
He stayed placid, choosing to stare at his hands rather than act. And that was, in fact, his decision to make. He had the freedom to do anything or nothing at all. But he would never, ever be able to forget the screams and the blood. Whether or not he chose to see and hear.
refuse
It'll waste and wash away, this feeling. Maybe it'll come swift, leave sorry. Leave behind this sorry story Come and go; It won't be long It'll fade A passing song All I have to say is no.
refuse
I hate you. I wish you and all these memories would just DISAPPEAR. You're in the air. In between the cracks in the sidewalk. You're behind the walls and the doors. You're there, looking through every distant window. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE. I will not be still and sway and bend and break as you wish. NO. I refuse.
side
He twisted it, turned it. Threw it and caught it. It consumed minutes, hours, days. It was his obsession, yet something he still couldn't figure out. All he could ever finish was one side. One side of the rubik's cube.
half
He looked down at his ink-stained hands. They were long-fingered and pale, riddled with marks of red ink. Sighing, he looked back at the half-blank paper before him. The word written over and over and over was for only him to know. As haphazardly as the words trailed on in spirals and shelves and columns, they all stopped where the paper was folded in half. And, like abandoning a half-completed thought, all he could do was wonder why he could never bring himself to finish what he had started.
half
Half and a whole All of me and half of you With everything that is And with everything I do All I can be is half Half of you