http://slow.writerscafe.org/gracetrevathan The original writings of author Grace en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776084852 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 nightmares of youthe one i should trustwired down by guiltparalyzed by fearon the verge of movementyet six feet underthe convergence of a contradiction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/813711/ rough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/813710/ rough http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/813708/ The first cutIs always the bestBut not better than the second,Third, Fourth, Fifth, SixthA moment of pleasureOf painOf redThe rush of endorphins to the headControl, when theres nothing elseBeautiful thoughts " I did this,Only me. Only i can hurt Myself.""I rule this world of I"The seductive secret k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/580290/ All those days we were waiting. All those days we were waiting. . . All those days we were waitingFor her to dieAll the hopes that we graspedWith each fading gaspThat fed the miracle held in heart.But right from the startThere was no chance,Just time leaping, rushing to pass.And now set in brassA na.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/580287/ Just behind the eyesOf the fallenTruth can be foundGleaming like a diamondThat was aged and formedBy the heat of agonyBeautiful, pure, rareUnbreakableAs the will of those who possess itThose still standing see it allHate it, loathsome and foreignBecause they cannot own itAnd don't understand that to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/559367/ Sometimes it takes the thought of losing someone to realize how much you actually care.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/481446/ the first two lines hit me and i just had to write it down. may not be that good, but who am i to question inspiration? lol~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/424355/ everyone has it stored awayfor the someone that will never comeA life, a love, a hidden daythey want to share it all.The one and onlylong sought aftera long held wishstored in hidden chapterThe object of every fevered dreamis just a clever smoke-screen http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/410996/ one call can makeor breaka healing equilibriuma single shard can cutthe umbililical chordof safety. Of normalacy.Interpreted by linesof wire, electronicaly composed.come from depths of spaceand backin form of satallite. And like falling meteorite,burns the whole world down... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/410993/ Of courseYou only knew my name Never sensed meSaw sightlesslywith wide open eyes Go and sitOver the river TemperGoad the FatesBy dipping your feetIn the water Phaeton is burningHis ash falls to the ground.Yes, go be with your fatherReceive all the consequences.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/409825/ where does it stop?onandonandonandoni can barely see the endof my own flickering lightdispersed by the darknessalmost like i amunderwater http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/405590/ the timeless bell is tollingout eternitywith a formless facebreathless waitingsearching for secondsto begin againas if fluttering limbsdrenched in lightcould belong to an angelso deadly as you taking blackor black again?filled to the brimonly this could do.without .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/405200/ AHAHA i found this recently! Its from my Doom N' Gloom stage. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/400773/ This is a little chunk i tore out from from the original. Its so sad.....it was too much to fit in the other poem but it seems kinda weird all by itself. oohhhh nooooo what shall i dooooo?????? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/400772/ I think....I want to createSomething beautifulI want to expressPurity...exotic passionI want to tear my heart outAnd paste it to the pageAnd let it bleed intoAstonishing patternsInconceivable faithI want to put my soul in a jarMix it into tempuraAnd paint with bold, glossy st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/400770/ blind leading the blind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/400768/ Maybe one day.....i will actually name the poem....i think i'll go watch collegehumor.com now.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/394187/ I dream, I dreamof things unseenI dream of the sea"Dreamin of You" "Find me." you saidas you dove off the edgeI did. I didntI never could The sea was omniscientwrapped up in armssalty as tears A day, an hour, a minutea second passesr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/392525/ "There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/389386/ 9/11 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/389221/ ooooooooolllld poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/389218/ maybethe world has endedthe visions gonelifes biggest challengeis already done maybetheres nothing more to give or takeits all dried up and blown awayand every one is for themselfalone is where they want to stay maybethe sun is duller than beforethe forest's giv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/388825/ An idea. That i had. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/388822/ I really hate time changes+insomnia+school+homework+track aaaannnnd reapeat! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/386115/ The yellow crescenthanging lowly over th mountainsTook it's last breathbefore being consumed by a dying starbecoming rebornfed by the moonshining brightlyrising in the skybleeding lightness into darkness the velvet nightwas burned by the lightstung by the shinetried .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/384673/ the ashes of Tycheblow in with the windIt burns my eyesand i breathe it incoating my lungs clinging to my skinit  smells of deathso i breathe it inThe winds have changedso have I but it lives with me,it never dies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/384483/ ummmmmm..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/384477/ *yawn*... yeah not so much ^.^ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/384438/ heehee ^3^ It is kind of based on the book "Heaven Eyes" by david almond. I really recommend this book! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383386/ All i can say is boredom breeds creativity http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383383/ Yes! This is my first story! Not ever, but you get the idea!Truthfully, I think this sucks. So much that i want to finish it! Mwahahaha! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383118/ Don't take this poem too seriously. Because in all seriousness, this poem is too serious. haha sorry i had to. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383116/ Its...sad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383115/ The day i was going to confess to the guy i like was the day he asked the school s**t out T___T was it good or bad luck? still cant really tell. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383107/ nyyyyaaaannnnnnn ^________^ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gracetrevathan/383101/