http://slow.writerscafe.org/zombiedutcher The original writings of author Zombie Dutcher en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776363152 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 don't be afraid this is me taking my timei've got other things on my mindmore than a rhymethere's things i have to perfect more than my skillamong those things is my own personal willsometimes i feel like i'm lacking myselfand i'll never be more than a dusty book on a shelfbut the things i want i ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1312304/ i'm sitting here staring at this screen i'm wondering if you'll ever understand what i meanor even hell, will i?will i stay confused until the day that i diewhen will the day draw nigh?when i can wipe another tear from my eye? only i know that i'm crying insideonly i know this is me trying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1312150/ if i i had one wishit would be to have a better memory than a gold fishi can't remember anything at allits like i feel i've gone back to learning to crawlso i can't even runcan't hold a guncan't climb a tree or have some funis it just i'm having a mental block?or is this going to las.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1310765/ not everything is based off of the factssome people go around looking for a quick stab in the backbut for me this is not the casei'm more than just another facetrying to get through a rat racei've got a different idea for a pacehow about lending you a handor lifting you up until you ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1310760/ lets go back a couple years. to a younger couple without any kind of fearsno worries no plansno wedding rings on their handsjust a passiona lustand a little bit of misplaced trustshe loved him. and he loved herthey had no idea that one of them would burnbut thats just how the story goeswha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1310271/ just go away i'm feeling so done right nowfeeling just like another face in a crowdi don't want your pity because as of right nowthat's all i am. man but that was never the plani gotta be the best i got set my mind away from my chestand lay down the lyrics like they came from the blessedcause i can'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1310267/ you ever reach the moment where you feel like you had tried to own itand your still sittin by your self and lonelywhere you look back and realise you havn't taken any baby stepsyour trying to work out but you havn't done any repswhere your lost and alone and you wanna go homebut there isn't a p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1298836/ Lets get this straight so we don'ttwist the wordsthese songs are my own my souls inevery verseand it just hurts cause I don't want that to be itI don't want it to be dropped down somepitor just the target of some critics spitso i'll just practice and enunciate while I just tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1273998/ how can you say anybody's love is perfectif its so perfect how do you know it was worth itit takes time and patienceunderstanding and temperancei'm not saying you gotta throw fists but fighting's the best way to learn who a person really itask any couple thats lasted 20 plus none of them w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1209077/ my dad went to jail a few years back and i havnt really explained my feelings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1208232/ the man i was isnt the man i ami cant make it clear or make you understandbut i've changed for the betterbut i still cant predict the weatheri'll still change some morenot like a revolving doorbut like an escalatormoving upwards and oni'll work on being strongso i can keep myself calmand not blow a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1124266/ start this off with a new track, rapend it all with a new this or thateverything in the world coming downburt too a crisp and scattered all aroundjust like the hopes and dreams of fewi've got one, now tell me do you?cause if not great if so oh well i'm just telling you i'd go through hellim rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1122260/ (wicked jesus)today is just that kind of daywhen i don't wanna get up or talk to anyonei mean what the hell can i sayi wanna drink my faygo and hear from no oneto lazy to go online and look up shitto lazy to get a lighter and maybe take a hiti wanna sit around with nobody herejust chill and relax wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1060468/ intro)prepare yourselves for when the world comes to an end cause when wicked jesus and zombie come out to playthey'll be none left to pretend or be fakeour family will stand strong and tall(Z)this just a little way for me to say i love youbut let's get back to the end of the worldand get back .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1058934/ prepare yourselves for when the world comes to an end cause when wicked jesus and zombie come they'll be none left to pretendor fake out our family that'll be round and standing tallthis just a little way for me to say i love you allbut let's get back to the end of the worldand get back to the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1058774/ I'M so tired of being put down just like hush little boy don't make a soundbut i'm not a little boy i'm prepared to take the towni'm not expecting things to fall at my feet and i know to get there will take a featbut i know i can pull this off and get my sound on the streetjust a little bit of effor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1050900/ i'm getting sick and tired of trying to make a rymepeople are starting to think i'm out of my timesome say quit trying you can't write worth a shitreally just me puttin myself down and tryin to quitbut in the end i'm just trying to pretendthat someone out there is trying to dependon my writing and w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1049583/ do you see that bum sittin on the cornerdid you know back in the day he use to be a coronerthan someone took his job now he's treated like a foreignerlike a bum although he may be one but its not exactly his faulthe can't get a job, he lives off of saltand is being charged with assault for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1048679/ tick tock goes the hands on the clock waiting for the boat to reach the dockwaiting for the kid to come out of the whomall the family waiting back at the roomkinda like waiting for the bomb to go boombut its really just a moment of fleeting timeeverybody's waiting in time for their signcan't yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1043056/ The first part of this i wrote while goose and i were really good friends. Now we never talk. That's a story for a different time. and these are my feelings about it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1039500/ Broken dreams and broken rapsBroken backpacks without strapsBroken this and broken thatBroken gold and broken crapBroken hearts and broken mindsBroken guts and insidesEverythings breaking every dayWhat else do I need to sayIm broken down deep withinBut now my soul search must begin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1039499/ hey ya'lli didnt want to have to write this on the wallit'd be to high up its not my fault im so tall just thought i'd introduce myself ma name is zombieand i promise you there aint no other person like mei know i may be crazy baby its so obviousbut its not like i'm to wild for you to chill wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1033846/ The lyrics in my head mixed with the voices of the dead.just trying to write some rapsand not care about the ratsjust shruggin of the feelinthat somebodys killinand not givin a damnbout the manthat owes me moneyi really think its funnyhow everyone expectsthat they deserve respectby just bein al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032728/ I say whoop whoop to the clownshout whoop whoop if your downand take a little trip for a minuteand listen to my spit, stay with itThey roll with a hatchet all around townthey're the one's with face paint, yes like a clownstop tryin to call them a silly little gang,and no theyre not just a stupid lit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032725/ As i recall it began in pre-kalthough i cant remember the time or even the dayi know that even from the very startone day you'd make an impact on my undead  heartas i remember you certinally dideven after the world wanted to forbidto try to stop and bring to endwhat we built up even as just a f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032723/ That is not, my intentionsto see right through, your discresionsbut to truely find, whats inside am i hollow to the middle?or can i pour out a little?is there anything there, that shouldntwould you even care, if i wouldntat the center of my brokennessi think there is a fixable messbut im leanin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032721/ Early to bed and early to risein a crazy a*s world filled with disguisepeople on the planet runnin like wildhusbands grab your wives and your childcause when s**t hits the fan you gotta be the manto get up and take a stand when people are shoutin and screamin out loudtheres a puff of black.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032720/ buildings falling sky's collapsing everything in our dreams try graspingwe go chasing after our pleasurenot worrying about overseas and their weathertsunami's hurricanes and mustard gaschildren dying under a tyransts graspis there any way to lend a handis there any way we can understandim done .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032716/ i remember back in seventh gradewhen i was doing nothing but trying to get laidmy mind all changed when i hit the haymy mind all changed when i went to bmcanextit was a school for at risk kids ran by the church goersand all the people running it were God knowerswho didnt support ryme throwersflame t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032714/ it feels like im crawling im too close to the ground and it feels like there's gases in the air all around why do i have to feel this pain withinwhy do i have to play the game i know ill never winit's like they say everything will be alright but im lying here waiting for that bit of l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1032713/ Nobody expected it. Everyone thought it was a myth. So when it happened we were all caught off guard. Some large medicine company from china was developing a cure for Alzheimer's. They were very successful and everyone was grateful. Unfortunately nobody realized the side affects until months af.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1031154/ Juggalo's http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1030089/ Read it and you'll find out http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1030085/ My mom's birthday was on August 19th and i was up in northern idaho. I wrote her this for her birthday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1030077/ i've always had a bad habit of saying forever when i didn't mean it. i don't like saying it anymore because to me. Forever has 2 meaning. 1. there is an end. (i know forever means to go on without end but i'm crazy) and 2. that you have to reassure your self and your really worried about i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1029582/ Normal life consists up's and downs. S***s and frowns. This is just a quickie. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1029570/ Just a short few minute jot down of some feelings. enjoy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zombiedutcher/1026078/