I need to save you from writer's block before you're outlined with chalk so I outline a prompt to lift you off but I don't know what to suggest your next project a must my advice you trust I hand you dust which isn't much to work with won't make any short lists after your ignored fists abort this failed attempt to help with ideation your writing equals my elation so talk about migration or my nation just don't let that shining sun set I'm sure you'll become unvexed once you're creating subtext after finding a subject.
Early to bed late to rise was the man behind in times. He always slept but he always woke he was rested well and woken slow. Early to bed late to rise with heavy eyes heavy like lead. Early to bed and late to rise, his life was led and then he died.
there is a supernova that resides in your eyes; on the cusp of exploding, waiting to shower everything with the light you hold within; soon, the galaxies and all the stars will be aflame with the spark of your soul.
you've never truly cried until it becomes difficult for you to breathe, and crying becomes so normal, it's now part of your daily routine that is, if you can drag yourself out of the prison that is your bed, to even form a "normal routine" your body is empty and never seems to be filled you are emptiness, a neverending pit, and you wish that it could just be ******* different
imagine the day you find someone and, enthralled with them, you cater to their every wish. slowly, they demand you change the core of your very own heart and soul. and after you have transformed so radically, that your reflection is unjustifiably unrecognizable, they get up and they just ******* leave, and you are left in a foreign expanse of a space that you once knew like the back of your hand. ~imagine that day, and promise yourself it will never come~
in the beginning you gloated, for i was but a puppet on your string; but little did you know the pain that it caused me i broke loose from your grasp, and because controlling me was your everything, once i was gone, you were left with absolutely nothing