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Writers’ Feature

The DeviantArt group ‘Writers Art Heart’ has brought to a close it’s ‘Frustration’ prompt contest, and the winners have been announced. 

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In first place:

NemoX7

Frustration

Verse I
Hear me screaming as I’m bleeding,
Seeping crimson from the corners of a white ceiling.
There’s no skin or substance to my bones,
When here I lie with tears falling all alone,
But you just stand by with a stare of stone.
Chorus
I don’t want to see you no more,
I don’t want you around anymore,
I don’t want to look at you no longer.
Just to see you once more this time,
Only makes my hatred for you stronger.
Verse II
See me writhing as I’m dying,
Leaking scarlet from the sounds of a black sighing.
There’s no meat or meaning to my nerves,
When here I cry with eyes drowning in love,
But you just vandalise me with a voice of verve.
Chorus
I don’t want to see you no more,
I don’t want you around anymore,
I don’t want to look at you no longer.
Just to see you once more this time,
Only makes my hatred for you stronger.
Verse III
Feel me hurting as I’m groaning,
Pulsating red from the roars of a gray roaming.
There’s no life or lunacy to my lies,
When here I die with minds gliding in skies,
But you just watch me with a wink of why.
Chorus
I don’t want to see you no more,
I don’t want you around anymore,
I don’t want to look at you no longer.
Just to see you once more this time,
Only makes my hatred for you stronger.
Chorus Outro
I don’t want to see you before me crying,
I don’t want you around dying,
I don’t want to look at you in death.
Just to see you once more this time,
Only makes my heart for you breathe.

In second place:

Frostbyter

Insomnia

Consciousness is such a burden,
When it is oblivion I seek,
The body begs for mercy,
But the mind is cruel,
Refusing me rest,
That simplest of pleasures,
I wish for a dream,
Even if it be a nightmare,
Like a vampire, I fear the sunrise,
Though the reasons are not the same,
Light in my window condemning me,
To lose another night,
My treacherous eyes betray me,
Seeking out the light,
My very bones scream out for respite,
And my innards have lost all hope,
I feel my strength fail me,
And pray my body won’t fade away.

 

 

In third place:

PearlsCat

Frustration

There are too many things to write about.
There are romantic tragedies,
With damsels in distress.
There are tall tales of heroes,
Whose bravery saves the day, once again.
There are underdogs,
To root for ’til the end.
There are villains,
With maniacal cackles.
There are heroines,
With supernatural powers,
And artists,
With talent and wit.
There are dragons,
And demons,
Ghosts,
And angels.
There are so many ways to start,
So many words to chose,
Endless decisions to make,
Infinite ways to begin,
And to end.
I have so many ideas,
On what to write about.
Yet I’ll never understand,
Why this page before me,
Always seems to remain blank.

 

Congratulations to the winners!

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

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