http://slow.writerscafe.org/WritersBlock007 The original writings of author WritersBlock21 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776054614 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Reading a lot of Emily Dickinson lately. Just a snippet from my brain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/2770350/    Remember when you were little  and imagined what your life would be? Remember dreaming of a house with a freshly mowed lawn, a happy home with no misfortune. What a wonderful imagination we all have. When you're little they don't tell you, sure they try to prepare you, but they don.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/2770349/ When has life ever been fair?When will it ever settle into your thick skull,Life is FEAR.FEAR of loss,FEAR of disappointment,FEAR of the known and unknown.When will you listen?!Life doesn't care about whether it is Fair or FEAR,Life simply is... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/2770345/ Nature is not what it once was.Bring them back to their finer glory!Make Green the most vibrant hidden forest,Filled with fairy magic and adventure.Make brown deep with shades of rust,Grace us with the most purest form!Nature,What HAPPENED to you?Are You OK?? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/2770344/ Coffeehouse A place where we come not to talkTo become peaceful,Content.A safe havenFor writers, musicians...Outcasts.Like me,Like you.A place where we can sit back and feel like ourselves.How long has it been since I’ve just sat and listened to the world around me?Too .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/2118184/ It's a place to rest your bones.A sanctuary for memories,Made and making.I've found it again.In the people I call friends,In the man I surprisingly love.I can see a future here.Families laughing,Kids running around at Christmas time.It's just an empty white room right now,But soon it .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1549108/ It sounds strange to say,I haven't had scrambled eggs since last spring.Because no one can make them like Nana did,Except for dad.It feels strange to ask him,Because I think I'd cry after tasting them.He wouldn't know whyThey'd taste strange with tears streaming down my face.It's strange that when s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1330424/ "Pinky promise"That's what he said in so many different ways.When you were five and he agreed not to tease you."I promise it's not...."How he told you things weren't as it seemed."Trust me!"Is what he used when you didn't want to."Would I ever do that to you?"To which you replied in silence."I respe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1323333/ Fairy dust,That's what we call it when it snows like this.White, minuscule snowflakes falling at rapid speed.It covers the entire town,Makes it impossible for driving,Sometimes even walking.Fairy dust gives off a sense of wonder,The feeling of peace,Time needed to process everything is thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1310339/ We are insignificant,Compared to everything else in this goddamn world.I look up at the stars,And think of how small I really am.Isn't it strange to think people die everyday,And others feel nothing because they didn't know them.That's how small we are.A man dies in the middle of the street,Paramedi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1309008/ Alone.You never notice how easy it is,To realize how alone in this world you really are.A late drunken night in February,Smoking a cigarette on the porch.You never realize how nice a hug from someone is,And you have to hold yourself back from sobbing into their shoulder.Then you remember valentine's.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1308999/ I would love to tell you how I knew.I knew you were something special,By the way you kissed me in the poorly lit basement.I never thought of my first kiss as my first,Because I felt nothing.Not the knots in my stomach,Or the way my heart was ticking like a time-bomb.You gave me that thrill of romanc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1302275/ He sits alone at night,In the cold dark bedroom.A wave of acceptance hits him.A choked sob escapes his thin lips,And he fights the tears begging to spill over his defined cheek bones.He's never felt so separated from the rest of the world before.Bringing pale legs up to his chest,He lets the pain re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1302094/ I'm sick.You don't see it,The illness is inside.I'm sick.I feel the pain everyday,But I won't let it show.I'm sick.And so is she,But we know we're in it together.Our sickness doesn't define us.We won't let it take us over.We need you to know that its not something to joke about.We're sick.Not termin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1302090/ You say you're taking a break from love.I disagree.Nobody takes a break because love can come at any time.Hell my dad stole my mom's heart away from another man,As did my friends mom.They had plans of marriage and threw it all away on a second glanceIn the direction of someone they knew they would s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1282805/ It's like I've hit my head And woke up in an upside down world with amnesia.I receive flickers of my past,As if looking at the mirror and finding something new.But that's just it,My past.It's not something I can change,Just look back on with unshed tears.So I'll throw memories in a b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1281357/ It's about friends.It's about those nights that start off terribleAnd end with your stomach knotted from laughter.It's about living in the momentAnd being content with what you have.So you might not be where you want to,And you might not be the same person you thought you were,But if you take a step.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1280319/ As soon as you said those magic words."I don't want her to take him back"She crossed your name off her list.You were no longer part of the family.You belonged with the other side.So you change your name to feel safe.To feel like you're wanted,Like you belong to something wonderful.Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1277529/ Let's pretend that it didn't happen.Pretend you met me when I was whole.When things made sense,Before everything had a deeper meaning.Lie to me,Tell me you've been thinking of that day.That day you introduced yourself,To the girl with light in her smile.The one whose life seemed norm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1277455/ Home was a place of security.With a big red dog sleeping by the doorAnd a father always wearing that reassuring smile.Home was where I grew into the person I was,Until June came along.Now the big red dog sleeps underground And the father always cries,Victimizing himself even though he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1275564/ How do I always seem to fallFor the boys with a broken heart?The ones that cling on to hope.Hope to get back together with the gorgeous girl that broke them.I don't understand why they hold on to that.Why would you want to give someone who broke you a second chance?A second chance, Knowing you'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1269016/                        Everybody has an opinion on ghosts. Mine is that they're most likely real. No, I didn't have one experience and decided they must be real. I live in a house where my f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1268846/ How many times can you use the phrase"I'll be alright, everything will be alright."Even though you're stuck in this daze.Losing your fight.How long can you swim with the tide,Before that wave crashes down,Along with your pride.Yet you're stuck in this town,With nowhere to hide.No o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1268706/ Lay down your head, my loveAnd dream of peace.Close those chocolate orbsAnd soon I will join you in sleep.Nightmares will be no moreAnd the monsters only a memory.Time will pass on,If you fall behind.Wake up, honey,And move on with this life.Hold your head highAnd remember how .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1265334/ There is a time when you need to wear a brave face,Today is not that day.Today is when things are slowing downAnd you let everything sink in.Feel the pang of loneliness,The lack of human contact. You miss the things you can't have.People who are not yours.Memories you shouldn't be th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1262085/ There is a light in the distance,A boat on the horizon.We are sitting on the docks,Wishing we could join you.We can't join you though,Because you have a one way ticket to Neverland.Where everything never goes wrongAnd you never see a frown on ones face.President Mckinley lived for se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1259937/ I hate that I can feel myself slipping.I hate that I know how to fix it,But the cure is too far away.I need a hug.Not a hug from my best friend or my parents.I need one from you.We never hugged before But when you're arms were beside me I felt safe.Grounded.I haven't felt that from anyone befor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1259766/ Sometimes there are no words.No words to piece together something sad.Nothing that can make it betterLike a big hug from your dadOr you and your mom laughing after a fight,Not even nana's mac and cheese can fix this because she's gone.She's gone and I'm happy.I'm happy she's not hurting anymore.She'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1258616/ She became a skeleton,Eyes half opened and lips tightly sealed.She pulled her hand out of mine and moaned.Dignity was all she had wanted to keep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1258109/ At night when I put the dog outside,I always wonder what if,What if I turn around in the mud room to go insideAnd I see you outside the doorStanding still watching me.Frozen from the crisp Autumn air.And what if I opened the door and let you in?I imagine clutching on to you to see if y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1257041/ Families come in many forms.One of mine happens to be my high school trade teachers.With parents,Aunts and UnclesEven a Grandfather.I haven't spoken to them for months.They think I'm happily working,Maybe looking into teaching.They don't know what happened,How so much tragedy can h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1256673/ "The way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1256047/ There comes a time when you think you have to be strong,Because the people around you cannot be.You have to be strong so that their tears will dry,And they won't turn into a sobbing mess.So you clench your jaw and close your eyes.If you don't do just that you will lose control.You have t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1256014/ I went to visit my nana and papa yesterday,I hugged her sleeping form and left the room.I hugged his stressed-filled bones and he whispered,"I love you"He never said that to me before.Not even as a child,The words never escaped his lips for me.Then I realized he wasn't saying it out lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1256006/               What was the best day of your life? Mine was years ago. On a snow day in the middle of January when I was ten. My parents called out of work and my brother and I had oatmeal for breakfast. I only remember the oatmeal beca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1255147/ It's Monday and she thinks what can I do for that one hour?That one hour where she is free before work starts again.And she thinks maybe I'll go visit my grandparents.Not the ones in New Hampshire,The ones five minutes awayRotting in a cemetery.Because while they might not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1255126/ Feeling a little ranty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1253790/ There are some days when you just need the feelings of comfort.Not from others,From yourself.Some days you need to go back to the child version of you.Some days you need to make a big hot cup of cocoaAnd put in your favorite movie that you know every line to.Some days, you just need that p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1253774/                     I remember it all as if it was yesterday and it might as well have been. Since five months doesn't seem like forever ago and the wound is still open. Stitched, but open. Somedays it fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1253757/ She'd never tell you how she's obsessed with roses.Because they remind her of her grandparentsAnd that's why she has two blooming roses on her ankle.She'd never mention dancing when no one was home,Because it's her only time she feels free.She'd never even let it slip that she cried the wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1253700/ What's funny is that I dislike smoking,But the right amount of whiskey And the perfect sunset on a backyard porch have me craving.The only thing I enjoy besides the scenery is the smell.It reminds me of home while the colored leaves of fall are picked up by a slight breeze.And so I take a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1253393/ You scare me.You make me feel things I never thought I would.You woke me up and had me craving for your gentle touch.If I close my eyes I can almost feel the ghost of your hands on me.I can feel one hand on my waist,The other somehow knotting my short locks.When I bite my lip, I feel you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1253383/ I've never had this feeling before.This hope in a relationship for something great.This mutual need for one another that cannot be contained.We want a chance.A chance that is out of reach at the moment.Ninety seven miles isn't that bad.It's a stretch but he said let's wait.Wait seven m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1252939/ My mind is reeling.The gears turning but starting to rust.You're like a hangover after a great night out.You leave me waking up with a migraineAnd wanting to stay in bed with the blinds closed.I don't want to be overthinking your every action.That's what it's come to.We're stuck on rep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1252401/ Sometimes you forget how cruel the world is.Not because you're in a good place at the moment,But because it just slips your mind.You block out the memories of war and hate.Of violence and anger.You forget because the child you once were is fighting to be remembered.You forget becaus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1252333/ The light is fading from the house in the most beautiful way.Everyone is feeling just a tad more tiredAnd there's a calm in the air.It's one of those moments where you look around and think,"Let me take it all in, let me engrave this into my memory."It's the type of day where you look at a door,And .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1252014/ She used to dream of a beautiful prince,With thick black hair just grazing his bright green eyesAnd sun kissed skin covering his tall frame.She thought she ran into him one summer.He was a perfect gentleman and was quick with words.He always gave her something to think about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1250247/ Have you ever noticed how tragedy can bring people closer?I've noticed it within my family.I never thought it was possible,But my parents divorce did just that.We've all been talking more,Even having family dinners.Yes, my mom still hates my dad.That's expected.But we're all closer i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1250116/ There is nothing like a fresh book at lunch break.A pumpkin spiced latte from Starbucks.The sun hitting everything in the right light.A cool breeze that wakes you up.The look of a leather jacket on the back of a chair.A perfect scene filled with smiles.There is nothing like the feel of F.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1249765/ She wakes up after tossing and turning for hours on end.6:30 comes early when you're being haunted.All night the shadows twist this way and that,Trying to show her something far beyond her imagination. They open and close doors and windows.They whisper through the wind.She doesn't mind t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WritersBlock007/1249698/