http://slow.writerscafe.org/Punkrockchick57 The original writings of author Raveness en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000675 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The mask isn’t just a mask.The mask is more than one.She hides inside it like a flask.She will never be done.The mask changes emotions.It goes from sad to surprised to happy.When she puts it on it’s like a magic potion.She keeps it from her friends and family.She will always wear a disgu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1654553/ The windows are boarded upThere is old solid wood and rusty nails blocking the viewThe girl inside screams when she wakes upHer eyes are wet like dewShe wakes up crying because of the searing painHer heart is full of cobwebsShe wants to leave this old house and jump on a planeShe gets up and runs do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1647070/ I originally wrote this as a song but I think it works beautifully as a poem as well http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1640736/ When I was a child my mother would point out the angel raysI'd stare out the window in the car and think about brighter daysI never thought about what caused them.They seemed as boring as a shirt hem.It wasn't until i grew up and knew heartache.I realized it and something inside seemed to have falle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1639104/ A childhood should belearning how to ride a bicycle,Mommy kissing your skinned knee,licking a blue popsicle.A childhood should containchasing lightning bugs,making paper airplanes,Daddy’s warm goodnight hugs.A childhood should consist ofsinging nursery rhythmsunconditional lovenever worrying a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1637574/ Becoming me has been a long treacherous journeyIt was difficult to discover what was beautiful within meMy face is not symmetricalMy hair is rarely perfectI am a far cry from gracefulBut as if what passed through me was an electrical currentI now see my bright big blue eyesMy curving and mature body.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1614896/ Inspired by Paper Towns by my favorite author John Green. *Please note I loved him before he became mainstream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1612584/ You, you are the reason I don't smileYou are the reason I don't laughI feel so helpless like I am a small childI hate you for doing this to me I used to be strong but now I am weakThe future used to be full of hope but now it is bleakI'm wrapped in chains not physical but emotion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1300582/ Who cares about the girl who sits and reads?Who cares about the girl who silently weeps?Who cares that my teacher made me write this?Who cares that this is a stupid assignment?Who cares that I'm falling?Who cares that I'm breaking?Who cares that I wish he would care?No one cares because I am invisib.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1300576/ Please don't leave me.Everyone else already has I can't bear to loose you too.You know that so why are you walking away?Why does everyone I care for leave me?Do I have a big sign on my back that says "please come into my life and care for me then leave?"If so, will someone please take it off.I have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Punkrockchick57/1300573/