http://slow.writerscafe.org/Colorwind The original writings of author Esteban Sky Cuevas en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018479 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wrists shackled to the bedThe monster in my headShelters all the confinedBeleaguered lost in timeDaydreaming late at nightOf afternoon delightIgnore the flow of timeThe rhythm is all mineQuickly losing controlBreeds chaos of the soulBut logic does not restSo get this off my chestWe do not need to br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Colorwind/1920265/ hey you, covered in bluenobody tells you what to do, doya?kings, clerks, schoolyard jerksfall in line for unearned perks,don't ya?pay it no mind, payed no mindyour mind's not worth buyingup with the sun, down with themoonthe moon is all you knowbecause these are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Colorwind/1789861/ always on the movealways on the runalways standing stillalways never done keep on doing morekeep on learning lesskeep on sufferingkeep on top the test never no time offnever no time onnever working hardnever an artist gone art remains a jobart remains a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Colorwind/1490104/ when the reaches of the cold, dark nightbecome invitingembracing that which is a blighton the morningbrings the cool warmth of a blue flamedancing in the moonlightonly yours, ours, mine as I proclaimonly I determine right http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Colorwind/1321750/ the Nurse comes andoffers you waterthough she doesn't haveany to givethe Nurse can be quiteterrifyingwhen she leaves her oldclothes where you live yes, the Nurse gave upon your persuancefor a love that couldnever be hersand the Nurse can beawfully forwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Colorwind/1243977/ The thorn in my fingerHas left itself in my handAnd if she’s gone foreverI hope you’ll understandThat I miss herAnd even though she never wasWhat I wish I could’ve hadAnd though I am defeatedJust know that I’m not madI just miss her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Colorwind/1243032/