http://slow.writerscafe.org/SimoneD The original writings of author Simone Davis en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776040080 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about anxiety http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2962816/ Dear Me,I feel you and I see you.I see what you want to become.I see how you want to burst out from the cage you're incarcerated in.You want to fly.I see that.Your inner self sees that.She’s just so afraid right now.She’s scared to make a decision.She feels guilty&#.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2955801/ A love song/poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2950879/ My raw thoughts right now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2905605/ Weather it's drugs, or just the mind playing games with you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2903605/ Its the first morning in Cheryl's home and Christian is awaken by an unwanted visitor. 'In this piece I'm trying to show some chemistry between Cheryl and Christian' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2903603/ Christian awakes from a coma he has been in for 5 months. He has woken up with retrograde amnesia and a series of operations that leave him unrecognisable. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2903504/ When Christian wakes up from a coma he has no idea who he is, he has had life changing surgery to the point he is unrecognisable and retrograde amnesia .... 1st chapter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2903500/ An air of hollowness, emptyness feeling so numb http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2784699/ Just a quick something been away a while....not perfect but it is what it is http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2166025/ Struggle of life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2084466/ Fuelled by the love of writing and my crazy mind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2080917/ One lonely soul even when I have the most wonderful man by my side http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2077209/ Mr Moon, a short children's Story about finding the moon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2076863/ A love that's reawakening, truely and completely shut myself off and after some hard work, the love is reawakening. Sad I know lol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2076377/ 3 years after I gave my statement Jess finally comes forward. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2071808/ The aftermath of abuse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2071805/ You will become like him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2070946/ Would you dance with me ...Sunkissed till moonlight...Lie with me untill mornings first light....Hold my hand and craddle me,Till I fall fast asleepEncourage me to just be me...Love me for my insanity...Tame the reckless and wicked me..I want to run wild and free...Knowing you are .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2065555/ Tempting...the thought of taking a pill and nerver waking up... Saved by god's almighty grace http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2064746/ Bitter and twisted- Feeling pretty s****y, everyone I know has it perfect. Perfect job, perfect family perfect life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2064735/ Saying goodbye to this guilt I feel inside and accepting it is what it is and I can move forward. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2064591/ Your crisp damson lipsRest elegantly upon your faceLike a feature wall Framed upon your graceStunning white pearls enrich your glowA beautiful smile in tow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2064120/ Sitting across from my therapist, this is what I imagine she sees. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2063766/ As everyone began to find out what Steve had done, it didn't end there. The police started to gather evidence, I was 14 years old and taken to a room where I sat on a chair with a camera in the corner looking down on me and I had to give my statement. Again I sat there with no emotions, I was so bro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2063358/ A few weeks later I sat my brother's down and told them I was leaving, with or without them. One night I sat on my mother's bed and told her we didn't want to live with her anymore, it was one of the hardest things I would ever do, to tell my mother she was be loosing three of her children, but I co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2062388/ I started to notice Jessica leaving school early in the middle of the day or going home for lunch. I thought it was odd but as she was older then me I figured it was something to do with her classes.One evening after school I decided to run away, at least I thought I would try. I sat in the wood.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2062131/ As I screamed he didn't know what to do, you could tell by the look of his face he was worried I had woken someone up, worried I'd given the game away. I ran up to my room paralysed in fear he was going to chase after me, too scared to sleep, vigilant over every noise or sound. I layed awake for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2061865/ Steve a 59 year old man, small in stature but bulky in muscle. Steve has two children Jess 12 and Ben 8. He would often take us out and buy us things. I liked him. After a few months Steve asked us to move in. My mother said yes.I shared a room with Jess and the boys shared with Ben, one evening.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2061603/ Following from chapter 1 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2061576/ Through a child's eyes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2061507/ Based on a true story, finding the courage to become a survivor and not a victim http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2061473/ Survival story of a trumatic life once lived http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2061466/ Life's like an ocean calm one minute the rocky the next ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2060556/ Missing a loved one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2060303/ I invite you back for tea, depression fear http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2059805/ First draft http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2038713/ Twisted unconventional love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/2007430/ Pure love or no love, abandonment by the most important powerful person in your life all because you asked them not to smoke or do weed around your child ( feelings are true but story is made up) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1998942/ Un wanting hands caress my breasts Your face smug with gleeYour taking away my purity Invading my mind body and soul You seek your possessions Can’t control your actionsan object of allure and serenity Whisper words that make you cringe Holding onto emotion you dare not sho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1997942/ Listen to the sound of rain patter to the ground Water pours from every creak and vessel Trains roar loudly as I stand alone on the platform Drenched in emotion I can barely see but a blurry silhouette standing before meLaced in passion hands stretched outHands holding hands he s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1997931/ Blue lights eruptingSirens are blaring Death awaitingEvery corner You can’t hideYour pulse is weakening Time passes you by The beat failed to chimeLocked in a trance Sane in the mind Dining with death divine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1997172/ I sit alone white noise fills the airI can smell the pollution Across the way a shrunken prune wearing her downey grey hair puts on her glasses she cradles her crafts she chose so intricately from this seasons sale she glances intensely reading the previous days events.Behind her a stubb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1996244/ Leave I’m begging you to leave Don’t say another word you’ve taken over me Boom Boom Boom Tick Tock Tick Tock S T O PSilence a sheer se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1995709/ My heart is an empty treasure chest ready to be filled with luxurious thingsBuried deep under ground waiting and wanting to be foundA treasure map can be retrieved in that beautiful restaurant down by the sea When you find me take me there I’ll enjoy bathing in your companyYour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1995121/ When loves not enough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1994599/ Where do you come from I hear you ask? If I told you the answerwould you turn away from me, or invite me home for teaWhat does it matter black or white it’s not only me that can start a food fight What does it matter green or blue we can all use the very same looWhat’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1993929/ Orient sky’s laced in blue stubborn leaves hang to their mothers blankets of frost illuminate cold icy particles fill the airI can no longer breatheheavier and heavier my pulse is risingtaking it in my stridefists clenched tightly Icicles stem from my cold hollow eyes wrapped.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1993775/ Shards of glass lay around glistening a small sharp piece catches my eye fearfully with caution I pick up the glass I see my distortion .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1993655/ Running running running leaving that life behind, optimism, hope, pain sorrow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SimoneD/1993172/