Microdosing Fiction - 80mg of Hurt
Write 80 words based on the word: Hurt
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Our prompt for today is Hurt
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The kitchen’s lightbulb buzzed over the open bottle of bourbon and glasses half empty—definitely not full.
With a blank mind Jimmy sat by the table, reading the sentence over and over again: It doesn’t work anymore. One line and a piece of paper marked the end of something he thought to be special, lifelong, final. But the suitcases were packed. The bed was empty.
Jimmy’s dad squeezed his shoulder. “I know it hurts as fuck, man. But you’ll sleep it off.”
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For fifty years I've lived in pain.
Fifty years I've borne this shame.
I never should have learned to care.
I should leave, but I don't dare.
He hurts my ever loving heart.
He tears my hopes and dreams apart.
My life's a nightmare, void of sleep.
The hurt digs down, deep down so deep.
I fear the future still to come,
When fifty years turns fifty-one.
I only have myself to blame
For living my whole life in pain.
Jimmy returned from his ballgame. Actually played well. Dad hadn’t gone. As usual. Sat in his lounger with a Carling and let fly. As usual. “What did you screw up today? And what the hell happened to your uniform?”
Indeed Jimmy’s jersey was blackened with soil as if it had been packed on, right over his heart. Odd spot for a stain.
“Coach says when you get hit somewhere, if you rub dirt on it, it won’t hurt so bad.”