I should write an entry post, like the one in The Divine Comedy: If you're looking for flattery you won't find any here, no cheap words embroidered by drizzle and balloons, no little field flowers or embroidered caps, good morning-good lunch-good dinner-good night posts.
Leave on the doormat the sugary words, the chinchiness, the grimaces, oh you won't find an unripe skirt with lace and crochet, tea and cookies...!
There are ironies, bayonets, bitterness, antipathy, humoral storms, sadness deliberately not hidden, because life does not go with doilies and sequins, that dreams are sometimes paid so dearly to transform your soul.
I don't want to be kind, but just shamelessly sincere, without stage, applause and curtains. So, come in and leave disdainful if you really want to, because the place is never booked, life is not.
Ah take off your shoes I just laid a pain: it has to be treated gracefully and you might slip.
[©Yelena b.]
From the community freewriting, you forgot to mention which prompt did you use for this article.