http://slow.writerscafe.org/Watson The original writings of author Andrew Watson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776029089 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've been annoyed with being referred to as a "fuckup" by most people now just because I'm getting a GED instead of graduating high school. This poem attempts to find and give the true definition of a fuckup. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/250321/ "What is this? Smells like piss. What is this? This is piss; piss with ink." -Sweeney Todd http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/241026/ I tried something sort of new. Not morbid at all for once. I don't really like it, but I decided to upload it anyway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/240387/ In a state of confusion, I just wrote. I'm starting to understand what I was talking about a little. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/238944/ Continuing to see friends throw their lives away, I still can't express my feelings fully, even in poetry. But this is my attempt. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/218921/ Having to grow up brings some people to new realizations. For me, a lot of that has been the realization of how oblivious to reality a lot of my adult friends are. This expresses those feelings in the form of a poetic story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/216728/ The end is often only the beginning of a much bigger situation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215739/ Every man dies. Not every man lives. -William Wallace [as portrayed in Braveheart] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215736/ Though we all have rules and morals we set for ourselves, we also have reasons for the things we do. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215735/ Limits are the only thing holding us back from excelling in many ways we would never think were possible. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215733/ "The past and the present blend to paint the truth." -Phoenix Wright: Trials and Tribulations [Trailer] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215732/ I do not shoot with my hand. He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I shoot with my mind. - The Dark Tower by Stephen King http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215730/ Though deception has a negative ring to it, it can be used for good things. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215729/ A series of justified murders take place on the same day in the crime-stricken city of Grimsinberg. As time moves on, more and more odd coincidences continue to occur. Is it really pure coincidence, or is it the twists of destiny? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215727/ A poem concerning a hate diminishing through the object of that hate's tragic progression through life. Basically, the joys of seeing the person you hate having to face their karma for what they did to you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215573/ A true story, though written in third person. I wrote this as an outlet for something that happened not too long ago. It's completely autobiographical. Anyone who has seen how terrible being in love can be is likely to appreciate this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Watson/215558/