http://slow.writerscafe.org/invisiblehope21 The original writings of author Ginni-Lu en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776261697 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 These are my walls.. the ones with my blood spattered from the gun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1833576/ A man walks in grateful to be back after a long day. Ten hours away from his love is too long for the domesticated male.The children run wild down the halls, hands outstretched, etching their memories into me with their crayons and markers, damaging all the h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1762022/ My life is a series of seashells I picked up at the beach and kept forever. I hate the beach.The water's all saltyThe sand gets everywhereI always get a sunburnNot one of those casual, should've remembered my sunblock 5 minutes earlier ordeals either. One of those can't move because I sudd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1759570/ My father swears I'm lazy. I stand here today, 21.In the house I painted by hand.A year long project of blues, browns, bricksamidst a full-time schedule of jobs, school, kids, and pets.Lazy.Taking on the raising of a child, not mine, 6 years old.The ringleader, just like her father. No can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1759228/ SeventeenI bought a car. 17 years old, just like meThe stereotypical long hooded "grandma" car. She had skin the color of dragon scales,and the temper to match. She hogged fuel like they were valued jewels.A throw-away car my dad says,Something to get you through college. Ever si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1735813/ I rememberthe patter of cold rain on our heads as he rushed me to his rugged, old-fashioned dump truckI remember the rumble and shake as it meandered its way to our destination. How it creeped it's way up to 10 mph. Second gear. The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1713335/ My children, I know you will one day Observe someone's entire lifeTheir past. Their future. The way someone nods their head, you'll see a flurry of pictures flash before your eyes. Then they're gone. Maybe they piqued your interest. I know you want to cha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1628202/ I've known the love of a million late night poems. 2 am fights then half-hearted confessions to lead to 4am passion. I've known the love of lonely Friday nights, and lonelier Saturdays still. I've known the love of a half-hearted soul, longing for warmth and c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1615880/ I wanna know why it still hurts.When all you did was block my light and smother my fire.I wanna know why I still can't get enough air in my lungsI can't drive far enough away to escape your name and your memoriesI can't cry enough tears drain your thoughts from my bodyMaybe deep down I know you didn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1531049/ I never realized how weak I was until I took that first pill.I followed it with another. One more. Keep going.I can feel again. Better take more. Where's the damn bottle?I can't stop. The depression.The anxiety.The end. It sneaks up. A personal demon, Happy as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1530341/ I hope it eats at your mind while you try to sleepat night, dashes out from behind the shadows of your memories every time you see someone who looks like me. I hope you rememberevery tear you watched .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1525168/ My favorite color has always been greyIt's the color of balanceThe perfect blend of black and whiteIt's the color of indecisionThe cloudy water of a moonlit riverIt's the color of my thoughts Tumbling around lost in the depths of my mindThen he showed me black and whiteIt's strange how I never .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1518485/ You'll forgive me one dayWhen you kiss the lips you want for the rest of your lifeAnd I'll be happy for you becauseThey can give you a peace I never knew.A security foreign to drifters like me: HomeYou'll forgive me one dayAnd maybe then you  can forgetEvery scar I've left on your heartin .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1511629/ You brought me into your lifeYou made me feel normal.I don't think you know how much I needed that. To fall in love in the bed of a truckTo dance in parking lots for no reason whatsoeverTo fall asleep to the rhythm of deep consistent snoresAnd dream of a home with babies and moreI needed to kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1511118/ I know.Lots of people do. And honestly, It's time to take care of me.Let me emphasize.It's time to take care of me.It's time to spend my summercruising through the countrylearning the backroads of a new townIt's time to contaminate my hairWith shades too vibrant for the common girlIt's tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1501524/ My mother fought her demonsMy father fought the pastThey both fought each otherI grew up in the back of a carMigrating between the combatantsA traveling SwitzerlandThe school kids called me obliviousIn my world of flying pigsand raining gumdropsWhat did I care?I spoke funny. I dressed weird.I o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1494551/ He called me at work.I cried.I don't cry when people leave too soon. I cried for you.I cried for him.For his sleepless nightsunanswered questionsfishing trips never takenchildren who'd never know youWhen I  finally saw him, That was first thing he told me.He cried for his unborn child.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1492728/ Sometimes I think about talking to you. In my mind, things are so much more productive. In my mind...I'm not awkward. I'm not confusing. I'm clear     Concise            Assertive               R.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1487842/ He said to paint a pictureHow could I paint a picture with colors and words and gestures and feelings all at once?Why should I pull a thought from the chaos of my mind only to release it into the chaos of metaphoric interpretation?Why should I write to conform to a standardWhen my mind and my experi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1485945/ There was a moment:One      Moment          Determined                 EverythingI could change it now.But why?Everything I needed --everything I wanted Became mine:One moment that determined everything http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1469141/ Understanding the intensity of an emotion Is a tremendous taskEspecially when it's not yours to undertake. The world assumes I overact;Another girl chasing affectionBut the truth is, I feel everything.19 years now -- it all strikes at once.And I know. I must leave before it feasts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1461779/ I do not know whyHe lies. Oh, but nothing makes me feel more alive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1456678/ He said he loved me; I believed him.Foolish, I know. There's a small stone house, nestled in the woods.Where I bore him beautiful, healthy childrenBut he never knew; he didn't care.A man of virtue, they liked to call him.I guess they didn't know him, not like I didDesperately stalking women of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1453574/ Hush now little oneIt's only time to sleepFairy tales and sun-filled meadows awaitCherish them childI won't always be able To keep the night mares awayI'm sorry my babyOne day, I'll be your demonYour personal hysteriaI'll be the monster in your closetThe stalker late at nightThat voice in your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1453040/ Eggshells are whiteSometimes brownSometimes a weird cross between the twoMore importantly, They are fragile. I guess you'd only know that If you were the one walking on them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1452369/ I...WILL...BITE...YOUYou think I'm kidding;Do not touch my dog.He is working.I don't look disabled?He's too little?His papers are fake?I'm a b***h?It's cute how you think I care.The dog's an angel;BEWARE THE OWNER http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1451227/ They say coming home Is like slipping into your favorite jeansFor some, That may beFor me, coming homeWas like performing ShakespeareWithout learning the linesTraining dogs When you're allergicEntering a china shop Club in hand -- Everything is broken;I am merely a remnant O.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1449547/ There's an ache when I hear your name.Some broken shard wedged in my chestIt knocks the breath right out of meNo. You'll never know.That I dream about youAnd wake up crying because you aren't thereYou left...one nightI almost pulled you in, begged you to stayBut I just knew you'd be back.How could I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1446824/ And so I ranBlindlyConvulsing against the coldDrowning in my thoughtsEscape: merely a dream.Freedom: but a memory.Genuinely lostHe pursues meI know I'll never surviveJust run, I think. Knowing full well he'll catch meLust consumes him after allMaybe I'll slip awayNo. I'll executeOpen rejection... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1444689/ I crave distractions.The way a new mother craves sleepI love to pour my soulMy heart, my energyMy very being into thoughts..    And ideas       And feelings           And most importantly - into distractionsPassion is my addiction.And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1444669/ It's two a.m.I'm running on 4 hours of sleep...I know you're asleep nowBut I remember a time when you weren'tYou would stay up and fretI stayed up tooAnd helped you fight your demonsI merely meant to be a temporary diversionI never knew they'd chase me so far http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1444656/ i've got a teSt. sOmething for the foolsthAt think they deseRve mE because They breatHe. thEy think that because theiR blood flow changes aroUnd Me, that i am tO regard theiR desires as a need. but i've got a teSt. and everyone fails,ok, That's not tRue. but t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1425022/ There's a need to explain the things you don't understandBut then you won't listen to the answers you findYou push, and you dig, and then you just grindWearing thin the mystery, the beauty of lifePicking apart the quilt that is our messy worldThough a bit rugged and per.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1424976/ Some days I surviveIt's the only thing I doAnd that's okSome days I thriveLike the ivy On my grandma's porchSome days I complyMy passionate fireDwindling in the torrential painSome days I decideTo do better for myselfFor those who love meBut then YOU contriveYOU call the shotsWith YOUR rage and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1421435/ How dare you say that you hate the rain!The soft echo of tears gracelessly plopping against the ground is a true testimony to beauty. Because for a while, it seems as though the sky feels our pain and has finally broken after staying strong for too long. And i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1419738/ I love to feel happyTo have a handle on my feelingsOn the emotions that wear me outBut I hate not writingI hate losing my little spaceWrapped up in some far corner On the edge of the universeWhere insanity bridges worldsAnd the resulting chaos produces beautyWhere trivial matters cease to exist.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1419673/ There's this superpower you get as a writerWhere you meet someone and you know themYou've talked for twenty minutesBut already you know Their personality, their face,And four different variations of their future.Imagine then how disappointed I wasTo see the most tragic one Play out before .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1419633/ IloveyouThey tell me I was nothingFunny how they know your thoughtsI suppose that they also knowThe way your arms tense up      when you are distraughtOr the timidity in your voice      when you fret about the futureOr how your eyes softly crinkle   .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1413616/ You know me like the back of your handLike the back roads of your home townYou know my fears And my dreamsSometimes before I doYou know my past And my presentYou know my laughAnd my criesBut what if you knew my secret?You'd hate me. You'd never say another wordOr worse,You'd love me a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1412446/ I just wanted to fall in love againI wanted to feel like I had never been hurt in the first placeI wanted someone to pick up all of my pieces and make me feel fine againNow, I'd be content to just survive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1410268/ There's a brick roadIt cuts through the woodsEtched into the hillsFlowing like a riverOften I wander this roadI'm a drifting entityLost.Hoping that soonMy other half will discover meAnd walk the brick road'Til at last, we are home http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1408488/ She told me I was a drifter. And I never understoodBut still I wanderedLooking at everything, And nothingOr perhaps Looking for everythingAnd nothingAs I said, I never understood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1407659/ Cut through the serenity.Life is not calm.It is turbulentTwisted by our enemiesDesigned to prey on our euphoriaAnd to efficiently consume every last dropTo shatter our hope, our desirePerhaps it dies slowlyOr with no fight at all.But alas, it will fade Until the day we acknowledge Our form.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1407171/ "What's the absolute value of love?"A little girl's hand sliced through the airDecisively, she told me, "Love. Beca-use the absolute va-lue of everything isposi-tive."I smiled to myselfBecause there was a timeWhen I believed that too.Well if that's the case I asked her, "Then what's t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1403711/ I love wordsI love the way they wash over youLike a shower after a long dayLike a toddler's laughSo carefree and innocentLike seductive kisses from a lover's lipsDelicate but powerfully persuasiveThough not always refreshing,I love the words that make me feel somethingBecause that means I livedThat .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1401410/ What happens wHen we cease to believe?tell me.do our daYs Drag by?lifeless and numb.like an eternal nIght absent of starsanD no hope for suni'd rather You rip me tO shredsthan to feel sUch a voidyou see Passion, my love,It's all that i had'til you Came and tooK itbut if it has to go Missingi ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1401011/ You and I We lit a sparkler It was slow to catch, But quick to blossom With bursts of passion And of beautiful love  That glowed so brilliantly against the night. Until it reached its end and died When I turned my blinded eyes away To discover I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1376927/ They've all got roots But I was given wings. Try as I might, My thoughts drift among the clouds Or often fly with the birds Any roots I had slowly dissolve As my wings grow ever stronger Anxious to explore the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1366987/ Why must the nights be so lonely?Days fly by with all their vigor and excitement. But lurking around the corner:Dreadful nightsDesolate with only one half of my beingAchy knowing my heart's desires are elsewhereLonely.. wishing I were home.Thus go my dreary nights.As I wonder about yours. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1361523/ There is wisdom in the words of childrenInnocence is beautiful,But quickly destroyedSuch destruction uncovers true wisdomFor children are often bystanders -- The ones who learn the most in any given battleSavor the sweet and the innocent, But never discredit the honest wisdomSo quietl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/invisiblehope21/1349136/