Spitwriting: Cruelty Ver.01

Post #08.1

Topic: Cruelty

Time Limit: 30 seconds

I silently looked back at her. Staring at her…and then and there I tried all I can muster. A question I always wanted to ask her but couldn’t quite say it through all this year.

“Why do this to yourself? The need to be so hard on yourself and criticism is all you do to yourself. Everything is not good enough for you. Why put pain on you? Why such cruelty?”

I gave all I can and just stumbled from all the energy drained from just uttering those words. She just kept staring back.

“Because you let me.” She answered back.

I tried to look up and look at her. Asking myself how did it come to this. Why would she say those horrible things.

Then it dawned on me, it was my reflection all along. No, the monster within me. She has taken almost all of me.

I kinda thought this was unfair… 30 seconds? Really. Well I know you can come up with something in 30 seconds because the first few words I thought to put in were:

“Just look at yourself in the mirror and wake the monster” or “Inside of you” something like that. But I wanted to have some sort of storytelling…a bit of drama… a bit of a build up so it kinda took long. πŸ˜› hehe

I think I finished in about 3-4mins and 30 seconds or something. Not so bad right? πŸ˜› C’mon…i did think of something short right? πŸ˜›Β 

I am just a sucker on reflection and self v.s. self nowadays! πŸ˜› (Or maybe, I just love those reflection-eque kind of genre or things) Shooocks! Maybe I’ve got some feels within me. Some demons inside of me I need to figure out and face. πŸ˜› It’s still a nice inspiration for writing right?

Experiences? huh? Hmmm…

Let me ponder on that πŸ™‚

Spitwriting: Awake

Post #07

Topic: Awake

Time Limit: 1-2 mins

I lie in bed… just looking at the ceiling…that seemed like decades.

The music I hear are the sound of my clock and the gust of wind protruding on the slightly ajar window beside me.

I feel calm, and lost at the same time as I keep looking at the darkness that surrounds me.

I slowly close my eyes but as it happens, my eyes can’t simply rest.

Β Now, it’s 4:30 in the morning and I just feel like I am adrift on this vast sea called life and time just keeps slowly pressing me down at the same time

Is this the feeling of being awake in the middle of the night?…waiting for the hours to tick by? Waiting for something to happen? Waiting for someone to shake me in this stagnant point in my life… where my whole body…my whole identity…my whole being is just slipping away and floating somewhere in this universe.

So, I think I got better…2 mins and 10 seconds. πŸ™‚ Not bad! Improving, nonetheless! πŸ˜› heheΒ 

Inspired by recent events in once life and other’s experience… tadaaaaah! πŸ™‚ I’d like to continue this though…but in a different… way. This was just to be able to finish in the time limit. Maybe in the future, I shall finally create one! πŸ™‚Β 

Spitwriting: Shrivel

Post #06

Topic: Shrivel

Time Limit: 2.5- Β 3 mins

I’ve seen it all.

Flower…leaves…confidence…self-esteem… and especially a person

All of them shrivel and once they do, it’s as they never existed.

They all say that if they they are in this state, all your life slips away. Only death awaits.

And now, my time has come, I in fact don’t see that.

You see, it’s at the time you shrivel away, you reflect upon your life. Appreciate and enjoy it until you’re last breathe.

Gaaahh! Didn’t quite like how it turned out. Not only am I conscious of the fact I wanted to keep staying on the time limit but my brain is not functioning properly at the moment. One, Β I am sick, and two, nothing is going inside my head. Pretty much just pitch black and I’ve used all my creative power supply.Β 

Kinda need to recharge (sleep…sleep…sleep) and supply new creativity power. πŸ™‚

Til next time guys! πŸ˜€ Sorry for this BLAAARGGG! πŸ˜› heheΒ