http://slow.writerscafe.org/stainedblank The original writings of author Kristin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026437 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's funny. I love you's sound a lot like the sound of car tires screeching. And you would think--after hearing it so many times I would wear a seatbelt, but windshields look like dares; and the asphalt looks more like empty promises you left just for me. The taste of gravel in my mouth, sounds just.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1942080/ The day I was bornYou were deemedA mother.When I learnedMy first wordsYou were namedMommyThrough fits of never ending laughterWhen i turned 10I was double digitsA big kid now.I decided it would be more appropiate So nowYou were namedMom. But I got olderAnd even thatWas siftedThrough clench.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1430994/ They tell me to get rid of itLike it’s just a layerThat I can rip off of my skin.They tell me to forget about itLike its one mistaken childhood memory,As if I can forget one thing andBe better the next day.They tell me it’ll be easy,That its more important.If I forget everything that mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1413989/ It is not the brightnessOf the sunNor is it the light Of the roomThat makes the flowers bloomMakes my skin so warmIt is not the cold of the iceNor the rush of the windThat shakes my nervesRises the bumps on my skinIt is not the moon Who pulls my tides apartOr the ocean I am drowning inNot .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1387460/ His hands were painted black and blue since birthAnd he run them over your skinAnd touched your lipsAnd held your handsAnd held you while you slept. He left behindThe blackAnd the blueOn your skinAnd your lipsAnd those fragile handsAnd dear I have to ask youTo wash it offAnd stop paintingAll th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1387247/ I'm afraid Of living In my own skin.The air around meIs free,but the air inside meIs so tight. With skin as frail has mineI could only hope to break outWithout breaking myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1386179/ I tried calling my voice of reasonAnd got sent to voice mailI've left message,after message,after messagebut I've gotten no reply.The same voice recordingI hear every time"Hey I couldn't make itplease leave a message after the beep!"Leave a message,Leave a message.It beeps every timeSignalling me to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1366961/ this isnt really a poem idk i just kinda wrote it idk ok http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1358969/ These strawberries tasteSo much sweeter Than the words That you left me.They cut the bitter dullness of my tearsThat you left me;I trust that they are not mineBut instead brought my your hand.Left to pour from topTo bottom And to burn my lips Everytime they hit. I could never care as muchAs to let y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1354255/ this isnt really a poem i just didnt know what to put so ya http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1346796/ You are so many thingsbut 100% nicotine.I used to needThe stinging,sweet tasteOf tobacco to takeMy highs    And my lowsAnd burn relief into my Blood,butSmoke hasn't filled my lungsFor over a monthAnd your lipsWere the last thingI tasted.They provide my reliefAnd every timeI remin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1324735/ I dont want to dieI want to feel death creep Up on me. Just like the tensionbetween two lovers’First kiss. I dont want to die. I just like to feel the tidesOn my feetLetting me know At any timeI can go out to sea.I dont want to die. I dont want to die.I just f*****g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1300029/ 4 am writing lol late http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1297126/ Stripped down,bare. A horrid image on replay ,flashing over and over not leaving me alone. A string of words, leaving whispering voices stuck in my mind. What have you done? You've made a wreck of me I can't stop feeling my bones and the blood rushing in my veins. You did this to me. You've left me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1295337/ I try to findThings I loveIn the worldLike the sky at nightAnd the wayIt feelsWhen I get to sleepIn for another hourOr the feelingOf sandBetween my toesThe sun beatingDown on my skinOr in winterWhen I wake upTo a Fresh white sheetOf snowAnd feeling flakesfall on my tongueAnd melt off with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1294064/ I wantTo live,Be living proofThat everything Will be okay.I wantTo dieSilent reminderThat nothing Was okay. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1293520/ ya random ok just happened swag http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1292103/ You said to stop drinkingBecause it'll kill meAnd I don't know if its because I want to dieOr if it makes me feel more aliveBut it helpsKeep me saneIt will slowlyShut me downBurning my throatBreaking through my blood streamKilling my liver Leaving me at the kiss of deathYou told me to stop drin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1288275/ All I want Is a drinkI want to feel It burnD  o    w       n  My throatSo I can focusOn the AlcoholFighting the painOf losing you away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1287539/ I feel the sicknessBurning through my throatAnd taking over my armsIt tells me what to doA relentless fight between who could have beenAnd who I'm becoming.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1287536/ I wake up and wander the streets at 4 a.m and all I can think is how did we get here. I feel like I’ve been going 1000 miles per hour, my heart pounding at the speed of light and  how did we get here? I remember being convinced that I was happy ,up at&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1287535/ You said the stars are a metaphorFor the love you have for meBut I’m left here rememberingThat the stars aren’t infiniteAnd at some point we all die. I want to believe you love meBut this black hole is swallowing me wholeAnd its easier to thinkThan to doAnd for that reasonI give up .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1287534/ I’ve been thinkingaboutKilling myselffor the past hourand howthere’s nothingstopping meBut I keepThinking aboutThe possibilityOf something going rightAnd how tomorrowI’ll be sittingIn this sameExactSpotThinking aboutKilling myselfAnd how nothingEver seems to goRight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1287533/ I knowThis is allMy faultAnd I’m so,soSorry,But I can’t stop my heartFrom needing you And my wallsFrom keeping youAway.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1287532/ I’ve smoked 11 ciggarettes,In the past hour And all I can think aboutIs how much I love youAnd how muchI’ve never liked ciggarettesBut I let them take my breath awayThe same way you took mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1286225/ Thisis life.My hands keep trembling. I can't feel thembut thisis life.Everyone's laughingat me.I can feel it.I want to die.But thisis life.I may not have asked for itbut this is life.I need to cherish itI don't feel quite alivebut thisis life.I don't matterbut this is life.So at least pretend y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1279654/ Tree trunk,Stuck in her ways.She stays rootedBut her branchesStay growingTo the cloudsClutching for the stars.Her veins run deepStarting in the groundRunning straight upThrough her untrimmedLimbs.But one day She reaches too farHer roots violently tornOut from the groundShe is made into paper,Bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1279648/ I sit on Santa's lapAnd ask for a ponyI've wanted oneFor so longChristmas comesAnd I run to seeThe Christmas treeMissing the one thing IwantedI sit on Santa's lapAnd ask for the new barbieMommy saidMy chances are goodChristmas morning I run to seeMy new toyWaiting for meI sit on "Santa's" lapTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1279645/ I wish my wordsCame out as a prosperous spring,Instead of the cold withered winterThey are. But here is no wayto learn happy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1279638/ We are streams of insignificance Bound by grass knotted ropesWe kill to find happiness When there is no hope.We leave our bodiesBeing torn from the insidesAnd believe there is a betterIdiots full of "sound and fury"Trying to mean something To a world in a fogof Carelessness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1279634/ My veins      Are frozen,Iced over my blooddoesn't run anymore.Your sweater is     on the ground.My heart calls for the heat.An imaginary ideaits made up by itself,But my veins are frozenand ashes fill my lungs,Until I slip on the sleevesover my shoulders.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1278676/ lol school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1277091/ Death is my best friendHe's promised me lifebut no living.He kills those around me. Everything around me That I once knewHas sifted throughThe cracksIn the Sidewalks.Death is my best friendBut he's left me to sufferAlongside him,Watching everything I once knew So wellLeave me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1274775/ Here it comes againThat wonderful time of yearRed bows and blood to matchWhite snow and drugs to matchBranches become my limbs,Blue wrapping paper   to match  My blue skinThat fades in As I let myselfSuffocate.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1272371/ I'm a pit of shattered glassCracks filling my bodyMy pieces know     no wayto find each other these daysI'm a blank mapWithout my capital cityWith no home to stayI don't know myself anymoreI don't think I want toInstead I'll drown myself in thiscomfortable despair.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1272370/ I am you-phobicAll of my fearsSurround youLess you,More who I am around you .Who I'll become around you.You'll dissolve the concrete wallsI've spent so much          time building around myself.Each bruise anotherslab,5 feet thick     50 feet high.All 6 f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1272367/ You've lost                                               I've lostThe light                             &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1270025/ I have snakes,Instead of bones.Supporting me,Leaving Venom in my blood.They bite at my insidesand tell me     everything      is ok.Without them I'd be deadBut they are slowly killing meAs the venom leaks into my brain.Slowly I become one of them.A matter of findin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1269085/ I miss you          So much;My bones creak whispersOf our old conversations.I’ve stopped moving.Just so I could stop hearing.                     &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1267964/ I will break you down        and beat youUntil your mind falls apartI will watch you sufferand feel nothingDon't mind meI'm just hereWatching your painLike no other But I will break you down        and beat you Until your mind falls apartI will watch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1254624/ Here I am ,standingShackles tearing apartMy skinBruised. Starting at my feet,extending toMy handsimmobile       there is no use anymoreI look down withMy eyesBlurred and empty and darkas the room I'm in http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1250346/ The feeling of you on my lipsKnowing every breathI breathe in Kills me a little moreI don't know whyI cant find it in me to careThat as you embrace my lungswith that everlasting reliefThat shoots up through my nervesNo matter how much my health depends on itI could not live without you.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1195659/ Those words on your lipsThat don't mean a thingThey burn a holeIn the air when youSay them to meI know I'm hopelessI know I'm going nowhereBut please stay a little whileI promise I won't be long http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1195653/ I’d rather be completely and utterlychildlikeScreaming immaturity  through the airThan be irreplaceably irreparably ShatteredBy the knowledge of the worldAll around meAnd the knowingThat all that knowledgeis man madeTherefore possibly not true at allInstead containing a min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1188054/ Let me be freeIn the world of liberating possibilitiesI don't need a 5-9 jobTo make me who you want me to beLet me travel the worldAnd Feel the sheer wanderlustDrop my dutiesOf an organized lifeTake the status happyGood job3 kidsA spouse And a house to live inCause here thats all we really need.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1184993/ I don't remember you, But I've memorized your touch;How your skin felt on mine.I can smell your morning coffeeAnd your aftershave,But I don't remember youOr how you looked at me. I remember the butterfliesThat fluttered violently.I walk down the streets and the alleywaysAnd I hear your music playAnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1184989/ not really a poem but yeah http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1182552/ 9 lives is not enoughFor the thousands of times I killed myself.Every word I wroteIs another pill i tookEvery space leftburns my throat a little moreI’m killing myselfAs we speakBut my bladeIs a penAnd each word a stabWith each sentence I die a little moreEach piece finishedKills me off againW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1178583/ We all have those Childhood memoriesThose "mommy don't leave me here!",school daysEarly morning,"Don't forget your lunch sweetheart!"With those little snacks and the "Have a good day!" notes on kitchen napkinsBut at some point those little snacks in our lunch boxesBecome little b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1154502/ A dance with the devilOn the ground of fateSteps falling in precisionRight,Right, LeftRight, Right, LeftA stumble in your danceA obstacle in your dayBreak your rhythm,and wait to feelThe thunder breakUpon your dayA dance with the devilIt is surelyFor it may not be your stumbleThat breaks the rhythmF.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stainedblank/1135103/