http://slow.writerscafe.org/Punkgyrl3 The original writings of author Punkgyrl3 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775468816 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In the back ofmy closet, Buried verydeep…Is a shoeboxfull of memories,I couldn’t helpbut keep Ticket stubsfrom movies.Every one wesaw.Titanic kept uscoming back,I count fivetimes in all A coaster from arestaurant,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/688177/ My review of the movie New Moon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/479229/ Sitting around wasting time awayMy mind wanders dreamily into the dayMy daydreams consist of what used to beAll of the memories flow back to me I can smell the same scents and breathe the same airMy mind always finds its way back to thereThose days were when my lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478596/ The mind, unlike the eye, looks beyondPast where the light endsInto where the darkness begins A picture is an imageCarried in your pocket or carried in your mindYou save it for the next dayWhen comfort you need to find I am alone, sitting all by m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478594/ Deeper and deeperFurther into thought I wanderCreeping beyond the forgotten pastSearching aimlessly for the unknown futureMy mind is one in its selfNot following my leadStorming uncontrollable and unstoppable http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478592/ What’s so wrong?What’s so black?What did the voices say?Why did you go?Why aren’t you here?Why could you just not stay? A coward’s way outThe answers unknownYou left us to bleed your bloodWe have to sufferWe have to stayWh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478194/ Agitated and aggravatedFresh air pleaseFill my lungsI breathe you inPuke out the painEvery time is just the same If I wait you still won’t comeCan’t play the gameI’m done Disillusioned, your confusionWeighs my thoughtsYou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478190/ This was written after I realized "I was not the poem"... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478184/ Just one more chance to make things rightWe’re meant to be, I knowJust one more chance without the liesWe’re nothing on our own Just one more chance to hold your handYou kept me warm at nightJust one more chance to make you smileIt hurts to leave your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478176/ A few people in my world committed suicide during my teenage years. This poem is not a refection of my own feelings, but more an exploration of what those people thought or felt...Just me trying to come to grips with all the awful events... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478152/ If there was a wall that I could punch to make my anger fadeIt soon would fall to bits of dust and need to be remade If there were glass which I could break to pieces it soon would shatterFor there are no words to say what may be the matter If I had a bucket to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478122/ From a sad day... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478112/ It’s hard for you to understandShe wants to be your friendYou hurt her, and she hurt youThere’s too much pain to mend It’s hard for her to understandWhy you stay so coldHer memories are good and badBut the new erase the old It’s h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478102/ A feeling so overwhelmingIt’s slowly eating awayThe will to even wake upAnd start another day Having to look at youAnd know deep in my heartThat no matter how much I tryWe never can restart Never again can we have what we heldIt was something so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/478097/ Just some rambling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/476427/ Am I a writer?  I don’t know, are you?If I say it aloudDoes that make it true? My pen hits the paperAnd stuff comes outBut when I have finishedNo one reads it out loud I put my pen downThe notebook gets closedI write all the time.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/476302/ All this time she kept the truth deeply buried insideShe blamed herself and not the man who left with no goodbye“I didn’t want him, I ran away” is the story that she toldBut dig a little deeper and another tale unfolds Did he stop to think ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475908/ This was inspired by "Men Are All the Same" by The Used (Artwork album). There was something dirty and gritty about that song and I wanted to try to let that influence my writing. This is very different from other things I write and is currently a work http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475836/ What did I do?Where did we go?Thinking back through timeIs the only way I’ll know Was it real stupid?Or was it a blast?My weekends get fuzzyAnd shoved in the past Slowly I thinkAnd put my self thereThe events returnAnd I breathe the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475812/ Slowly my eyes begin to wanderNot through the world around meBut into the world inside meTo the unfinished pastA tear trickles down my cheekAs I race to the land of mistakesSlowly I travel down the roadLeading to the futureWith hope as my guideI paint a pic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475811/ Each year I participate in the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society's "Light the Night" walk to raise money. 9 years ago I lost my Grandmother to Leukemia. I re-wrote the lyrics to Jack's Mannequin's Swim to say why I walk. The lead singer of Jack's Mannequin i http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475491/ Trying to be creative in my writing style http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475490/ Quietly sitting on my bedEarbuds snug in placeFeeling better than beforeHappy in my spaceTired of the world around meThey are not my friendsFaking laughs and empty smilesI wrote this chapter’s endYou may think that I&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475479/ Inspired after a Jack's Mannequin concert... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475475/ Nothing lackingNothing gainedI find no pleasureAnd feel no painA moment passedAnd sailed awayThe best decisionI could have madeMemories heldLaughter ringsNot worth the troubleCut the stringsHold your angerScream aloudI'm apatheticAnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475473/ If you ask me why Or ask me what I feelThe words get lost inside my thoughtsThere's nothing to reveal Finally came the day No matter what the costNot worth the fight or raging battleIt’s already been lost All the time I wasted All the effort spen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkgyrl3/475470/