http://slow.writerscafe.org/Rebbecca The original writings of author natalie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991455 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The dedicated lovers I’m falling,Falling….Falling……… I try to reach for something,Anything!But I can’t hold on.No one can save me.But I need help. I fear the fall to my death.I know it’s going to hurt.I start to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/575358/ Revenge You just stand there,While I lay here…Dieing…And yet you just look. I call for you.“Please!Oh please help!!”But you just stand there.Watching me… Why would you do something like this?I’m covered in my own blo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/575284/ about the revolutionary time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/575281/ Cruel unjust love  I see you,Standing over me…Just gonna stand there and watch me die.I don’t know whyBut I like the way you do. We’ve been together for so long.And now you want to release me.I’m cursed, surrounded by the demons.And you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/575275/ Daddy Dearest Daddy daddy dream crusherDaddy daddy hope killerDaddy daddy life taker This is what you areYou hear my goalsAnd then destroy them You tell me I can’t do it.I’m not good enough,And I never will be. Daddy the screamerDaddy the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/575273/ Unconditionally Blind I stand here,You don’t see me.What can I do to make you see? You seem too good,Act like I'm not standing here.You’re so shallow. Why when I say hi you say nothing.You never look at me,You act like you’re too cool with you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/575120/ Broken lover: I like you,We are an item.Always near each other…You clap I clapYou sneeze I sneeze. You like me,We are an item.Always near each other…I party you partyI sing you sing. I like youWe are togetherWe hang outYou pressure I say.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/574860/ to my father who tried to destroy my biggest dreams. you ruined one, but you never will again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/574859/ being myself I was raised as a Christian child,That’s all I knew,I didn’t agree with some things,But I thought it was the only option. Now…if my father find out he’d go wild.He’d even get upset if I was a Jew.He’d pray that I was just .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573996/ Revenge You just stand there,While I lay here…Dieing…And yet you just look. I call for you.“Please!Oh please help!!”But you just stand there.Watching me… Why would you do something like this?I’m covered in my own blood.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573989/ The fire I made was beautiful; I couldn’t believe my eyes when I first saw it. The flames where all sorts of colors; Blue, Yellow, Red, Green, Purple, Orange and many others in between. I was captivated and trapped. I just couldn’t stop looking at it; it was just sooo pretty; A rainbow o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573705/ a world of lies,a world of rumors,a world of hate and laughter. they will never find out...they never did. i woke up,i saw people...but they looked strange.was i still dreaming?was i having a sick vision? someone approched me,started at me blankly,and the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573681/ about a white and black couple. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573673/ a peom said in the words of Calypso http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573669/ a found poem from the book night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573664/ Faults and karma: I know you say it’s all my fault.Turns out…It’s yours.I tried to help youBut you just dug yourself deeper and deeper. When people aren’t listened to,They quit…And that’s exactly what I did. It’s not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/573451/ poem about my crush http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/559833/ Ginger head Rosy red cheeksI can easily matchOverly gorgeous carrot hair.So beautiful,So funny I’d die laughing!We always have something.Something to talk aboutAlways an inside joke…Wonderful,Blissful… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523175/ Dark eyes Dark eyes gleaming,Staring at me,I wonder what they are thinking,To finish me?To gaze at me in love or amazement?So see if I’m a threat?To see what kind of person I am?So many questions about it.A pitch black back round.Glowing green pointed ovalsA dark c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523173/ ex based on true events.....only some though. We used to like each other,We went out,But it didn’t work out,And this is why. You said you loved me on the first day,and i knew this wasn't true.you tried to steal a kisswith only 5 minutes of the date.You flirted.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523162/ Love No one can put this in words,But some try,It means so many things to different people,But to me,It’s the feeling I have to my friends,Family,And even others.Love creates the smile on my face.It’s the feeling I get when I talk to you.It’s the feelin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523159/ Natures beauty I looked at this flower,So beautiful,It’s yellow center faded to red,Looking like an explosion of fire,It captivated me,Making me stare and not be able to look away,As the sun shown onto it’s peddles,The flower showed me life.It was a beautiful flo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523156/    Gothic journal Everyone laughs,Is it my fault that I can’t name things?So what if I made a poem about a flower,So what if my poems can seem dark and depressing? That’s how I make my poems feel.Because really that’s how I feel.No.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523121/ They talk about her,They complainThey laugh,They BASH Now I feel sorry for her, The others still talk,I do admit she did do it to herself.But she still is a person.I bet she cries herself to sleep at night just like everyone. I wish we could be friends But I&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523072/ Their here…I stare out into the hall,I really don’t want to be here…But I have to be here,Exams are next week. Why is it so hard to day dream?I don’t want to be here…mentally.Just physically. I thought the blue lockerswould help me lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523037/ Isolated… I’m so alone,No one could understand me,I’m a hard solid rock on the outside,But on the inside I'm about to explode.Why does everything have to be so hard?Nothing is ever easy for me…Well, out of school.School is my haven.A place to get aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523036/ Figures Everywhere I look,I see them,Everywhere I go,I see them,Everywhere,I see them…. I wish that I can help them,But sometimes I can’t.Sometimes I want to talk to them,But sometimes I can’t. I ask if it’s just my imagination,Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/523024/ for the real one out there http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/483868/ comming soon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/449794/ I walk into my roomgently closing the door behind methis whole time im looking at my feetthe room is pitch blacka sudden urge then tells me to look upi see a grey figure looking at mewe are caught looking at each othera deep gaze,this time im able to see more of heri wonder if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/427297/ in loving memory of those alive and those lost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rebbecca/427291/