Tag: Creative Writing
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Feelings Equal Fears By Sammy Tharratt
Hi there. I am Sammy Tharratt, I am 30 years old. I am the mother of the most perfect son in the whole world, he is my drive, the reason I get up every morning. I have been writing for a few years now and recently my poetry has been published into a book I…
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Lost In My Darkness
HOME is where the hurt is, so, sanity must be the illness, right? Memory is mere suicide of one’s mind. Captured by my past, my memories have me prisoner, remembrance is my murderer, too scared to let my thoughts out, locked down, forever. I’ve always been taught that minor minds cave, you’ll need miners to…
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The Diary Of An Immortal
So once again, I stand on my castle tower staring at my kingdom, the sun has just set and a glow from the horizon still sits waiting to sleep, my only friend and greatest foe. The wind catches my cape and begins to make it almost alive in movement. The year was cart and corset.…
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All My Heart
You set my heart on fire; solar flares eviscerate everything when we touch in dark spaces. Do you want to know who I am in love with? Go back to the start of this and look at the first word. There’s not enough math in this universe to work out how much I love you,…
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My Personal Storm
I crawl into the corner; the shadows are where I live now. I take the thin corners of the shady sheet and wrap myself in their warmth; this is how I grow in the darkness. All alone again. All coloured pills, a kaleidoscope of new hope. I can feel my heart beat, another one, another…
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Dark Night Writers – Me & You
As a writer I do believe in magic. But that may just be my medication (No… Stop laughing, I am on medication, dude.) But I ultimately love what words do for me and also what they can do for you. They can have you dreaming about one itsy-bitsy scene for hours or have you turn…
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Sick And Tired – Poem
I’m sick & tired of being poor, I’m sick & tired of being beaten-up and shown the floor, I’m sick & tired of not having enough food, I’m sick & tired for always asking for more, I’m sick & tired of all of these doctors’ meds, I’m sick & tired of these voices in my…
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One Pill, Two Pill
The time was CD’s, Eminem and infant internet. I am so sorry – to all of you! I lost myself and became so selfish in my search for normality, I just wanted to be like you so much I found a medication that could make me “Sane” But I would have lost my talent to…
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Reasons Why We May Have Lost Our Minds
Prolific, that’s my word for today. Your word is awesome, wear it proud. Maybe I have written so much I’ve got lost in all my word soup. I am going to be great, just watch me, dude, just watch me. I want you to be on that journey with me, partners in crime, Thelma and…
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A Hero Story
Hey everyone. Here’s a long one for you to sink your eyes into. Hope you all enjoy, love to know your feedback on this rough first draft. The Birth of a Super-Human The dinning-hall at St Peters High School, reminds me of feeding time for the animals in Africa. The pop-jock-kids are the lions, they…
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Mental Illness Saved My Life
So I’m crazy. The doctors drilled it into me, mom and dad wept for me, rest in peace. Brothers and sisters didn’t pick on me and friends stayed clear of me. Can you blame them? But we’re all a little crazy, the world is one big mental asylum and all the countries are personal padded…
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Monster Of A Writer
I believe in my words as you do fairy-tales, one day a silver lining shall prevail over all of my darkness. But until then I shall cut clouds azure veins and make it rain blood-red, twirl underneath something so passionately beautiful, I need you to see what is inside of me; what I am capable…
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A True Mother – The Fight For Her Kids – Part 2
Hello dear readers, this is the roughly based story around my mothers struggle when we were kids. It is a follow on from the story “The Mother – Domestic Violence” (LINK IS BELOW) https://alexanderthewriter556500807.wordpress.com/2021/12/29/a-true-mother-domestic-voilence/ She is the strongest person I know and I believe her story should be told to inspire and show what she…
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Like Father, Like Son, Like Daughter
You are precious to me. I want to hide you from the evil this world has mustard, but on the other hand, I am one proud Dad, I will shout it from rooftops until everyone hears me. In the future, when he grows up, when my son shines the whole world will get burned. Family…
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Alone And Lost
You suffer, I suffer. Poverty is placed perfectly on my plate, eating my guilt, I cannot stomach this on the long nights. My pockets are stuffed with my past of torture, I am all cut up about it, I plead, no, I wish to be hung drawn and quartered. Life is a tough pill to…
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Mom, Lucifer Is At The Door
Your edible words are Heaven sent, mine live in hope, and Hell delivers. I ding-dong ditch while knocking on deaths door, all of you are still looking for the raw frosty answers. A calm calamity clings to the horizon just for me, quenching this lodged sable anchor for a heart with muddy waters of murderous…
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Writing Sanity Is Insane #2
My opaquely dysfunctional posture stands firm, this sedition could coffin this world. The human race kicked me out of their private club-house, now I am taking up new hobbies, dismemberment. I am transcending through my writing, my transport to the other world. My climb to the top is in a spiral staircase crisis, giving myself a…
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Thank You Guys!
Thank you to everyone who has visited and enjoyed my post. Heading for 10K likes. Appreciate it! Alex
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Chaos And Freedom
Tell me your nightmares, feed me your fears, come dance with the devil, drown in my tears. Sway in the spectrum prism prison; hallucinate with me within the breathtaking shades, we’ll be colour-blind together. We’re not here right now, they can’t see us. Caught in the rain, we’ll catch and miss, suffocating in misery, pillow…
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An Evil Writer Kills With A Pen – Part 3
I am a mere scab upon this world as the whole planet wants to pick on me. Beware world, this is my turn! When I straddle this pen, I can kill you with my mind. I would scribble this world as an ignited cherry-bomb to have revenge upon you and you alone. Why individually miss…
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The Intruder
My eyelids unlatch; trying to fight the openness my brain has catapulting towards them. I use a squinted quick glance around the eerie perspective of a dark early morning and the closed curtained bedroom, which I haven’t seen in years, slapping together the lips of my cotton-mouth. Let me get back to my snore in…
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The Warship In Our Worship
First off, there’s things about me, about my past I cannot tell you. Within this heartbeat I would open and give you my heartbeat. I already have all the words, it’s my job to put them in order, us I love. You see my riddled eyes focusing in on my conundrum thoughts. Is this my…
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A Poem For Cacilia – Happy Valentines Day
I took this photo of my Sleepy Girlfriend, I like it. She is completely crazy (Just like me!) and I love her for it. Cacilia, this is for you. A Poem for Cacilia — With you I’m in my mind, Without you I’m out it, A normal life need not apply, How about we go…
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Write Your Heart Out
As a writer, just like you, I do hope for a literary agent, one day. I guess we all have that dream to be up to the same stance as Stephen King, J.K. Rowling, Edgar Allen Poe or even Jackie Collins… So on and so forth. But While I wait here at Rock-Bottom or at…
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The Voice Inside
Help me; I am trapped behind the eyes of a weak man. If I wasn’t tied up and made to witness the humiliation and beatings this body takes, I could conquer all. I am the evil you are waiting for; I am the choke of a lodged chicken bone in your throat, I have never…
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Finding Inspiration To Write
Can’t find inspiration to write? Well, step right up, I have a dose of “What-Was-That!” …This will knock your socks off. Let me start off by saying, I know the feeling. I am in the same boat sometimes; probably why I drink most-of-the-time. But hey, I am a writer; the life behind the pen comes…
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The Pleading Writer
The Pleading Writer I utterly hate the term “I write therefore I am writer.” It just seems tacky and overused. Why not choose a different line like… “I am writer because I have a drink problem.” Or “I’ve had a crappy life therefore I can write crappy.” Or how about my personal favourite. “I’m damage…
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Writing Sanity Is Insane
If you have just read this image, as writer you would laugh! This is not a sucker-punch for sane people but a hopeful wake-up call. See what is wrong with everything and everyone around you and you can and will write better than you are now. It makes for better adventure through the human-horror. Better…
Alexander Writes 