this a list of quotes from m.o. kng’s poetry compilation speech therapy, compiled for the purpose of being roleplay sentence prompts. feel free to make minor edits, change pronouns, etc if necessary!

❝ the darkness here has a smell. ❞

❝ here is everything i have to give you. ❞

❝ look, healing isn’t a line of stitches from fucked-up to okay, and it needs to happen on your own time. ❞

❝ but they want an argument, i’ll give them one. ❞

❝ when will this be good enough for you? ❞

❝ when will we stop chasing all these arguments with no resolution? ❞

❝ it’s funny, that i’ve been too busy to open a good book when the world gives me so much to read. ❞

❝ maybe that’s what closet love tastes like on the tongue. a feeling you’d break glass for even if it could kill you. ❞

❝ music has been my first and longest romance. ❞

❝ we’ve been occupied with paying rent, electricity, dues. ❞

❝ i wonder who will take me when it is my turn. ❞

❝ maybe to like somebody is a radical little thing. ❞

❝ my skull feels like a big throbbing earth. when did it get so dense. ❞

❝ i don’t know where i got this weight or how to carry it; don’t know why my words feel dry and prickly and just too much. ❞

❝ they didn’t end the war. they brought it back home. ❞

❝ i’ve never had a choice, have i? ❞

❝ around my neck i feel a noose tightening. ❞

❝ but somebody’s eyes are there. somebody is watching. who? ❞

❝ i am not so much woke as constantly waking. ❞

❝ the joke’s on you ‘cause there isn’t anything to see here. ❞

❝ all i have ever wanted is to roam this world free. to wander through my own home without feeling haunted. ❞

❝ i am not afraid of you. i am not afraid. ❞

❝ sometimes i worry that my lungs were not made for a voice to grow; that god cut my tongue out and left my throat dry. ❞

❝ intoxication helps with the anxiety but not the sobering realization that you don’t know how to do this. ❞

❝ the conscience is a blood relative of the hunger. both will consume you if you let them. ❞

❝ this is what trauma does to a body. ❞

❝ i have lost loved ones to the violence. ❞

❝ we are strong. we are strong. we are strong. ❞

❝ cover your bruises. ❞

❝ cover your shame. ❞

❝ cover your eyes; they give everything away. ❞

❝ i ask the world to show me where it’s bleeding and it tells me everywhere. ❞

❝ do you think about everything a dead person leaves behind? ❞

❝ but i refuse to look at this throbbing world and declare it dead. ❞

❝ perhaps all you can do is salvage whatever you can and cut yourself free. ❞

❝ i think about my own heart, how it burns with an anger i can’t ever remember having lived without. ❞

❝ i think of how much i want to strike a match to all of it. i think of how much i want all of it to burn alive. ❞

❝ i’ve always had a morbid fascination with wounds. ❞

❝ this is how i make sense of my pain. ❞

❝ i know i was born the wrong size for this world. ❞

❝ sometimes you lose something so something better will grow into its place. ❞

❝ i only wish i were physically capable of running on half the amount of sleep i do now. ❞

❝ this has to be one of the better iterations if i get to spend my life here with somebody like you. ❞

❝ sometimes i worry for how much you worry because a person like you deserves all of the happiness that you have set free into the world. ❞

❝ anybody who loves you will love your every rugged edge. ❞

❝ see, but the thing is it does cost you something to be kind. and still it’s a price i believe is worth paying. ❞

❝ i’d rather be accountable than likable. ❞

❝ if it’s not yours, ask before you touch. ❞

❝ it’s funny, this business of faking innocence knowing that you’re safe but also kind of not. ❞

❝ i can’t escape the fumes my parents have left behind. ❞

❝ everybody here is waiting to leave. ❞

❝ i don’t know how much longer i can stay here but sometimes when we talk i forget what time is. ❞

❝ sometimes family is a word i still don’t know how to roll around my tongue, only know by the smell of sacrifice. ❞

❝ it is completely okay to walk into an english department luncheon, load your plate full of pizza and chips, then walk out. ❞

❝ basically, what i’m saying is, take the damn flowers. ❞

❝ there is heartbreak here, more than i care to recount. ❞

❝ big stupid crushes come easily to me. ❞

❝ am i going to be the son who breaks the chain? ❞

❝ anyway, these are too many thoughts for the internet at 1am, so good night now. ❞

❝ we were always the ones too anxious for the leading parts, weren’t we? ❞

❝ power is a torch that sparkles and scorches. ❞

❝ i worry we have grown selfish in our shine. ❞

❝ let us be good before we are ever great. ❞

❝ i am looking lately for beauty in the shattered. ❞

❝ we snap but we don’t break. ❞