http://slow.writerscafe.org/Cupcakes_Rock The original writings of author Fuzzy_Poluzah en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009955 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am the stray they find, fall in love with and want to take in,but over time they forget to take care of me.I love them just the same. ~ srjp http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2489689/ Come with me,To where the land & sea,Give each other kisses,and then retreat,Come with me,Let us see,If we could bethe warmth in the darkness beyond our psyche. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2487237/ Sing to me, my love.Freeze us in time like you used towhen we were young.And so she sang. ~ srjp http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2486539/ I was not built for enmity, indifference or negligence in personal matters. It makes my emotions flake off of me like layers of a fresh baked pastry. Makes my shell crumble, leaves my core bare. Leaves me ready to fall apart, fall from your grasp. Fall to waste. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2167210/ Sadness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2163769/ the night is heavyI can't hold myself steadythey wanted to love methough they weren't readybeating & breaking myselfthe loathing I feltover my hair & my bellynot golden enough for a shelfwhat do I dowhen I know it's truehe says I'm the starsthough he always wanted the moon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2158699/ i wonder why it is, that my lovers like my eyesbut have a problem with my thighsthey mention the name of anothernow my traits are a botherif only i could morph myselfinto an image deserving of admirationan image which lacks anothers mentionan image which offers me the attention I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2152684/ the man's obsessed with the moonhe falls for her at duskevery night he watchesas each mask the sky has to offerencompasses his love if only I could glow like the moonmaybe, he could fall for me too if I could be the moon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2151298/ There will never be highs like the hilltops and mountain peaks we've explored, my love. Yet there will never be lows like the river sludge and deep ocean crevices you threw me into and dragged my broken body through. We are made to meet in another lifetime where we get it right. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2142343/ I'm that b***h that's telling you your beauty is not limited to their appreciation for the superficial and materialistic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2135609/ I remember before I met youI was emptyYou filled with hopeJust to bleed it from me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2124953/ about a boy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2117004/ Distort my mind, destroy my faith,you were always so good at talking,convincing me to hand youthe validation that you crave.Manipulate me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2089358/ all I need is a safe place to be vulnerablea safe place to let out all of my hurt and paina place without filtersa place where I can sob to the point of dehydration and my thirst can be quenched by a warm embraceperhaps the darkness this abyss can be a safe place http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2043005/ and here with youI think I can lay foreverabsorbing more of youwith each passing daylearning the patterns of your hairof your sun spots and freckleshere I could hold you close to mehere could be a wonderful placefor us both to rest our headswhere they fit impeccably http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2038790/ I want to ask him if he still thinks I'm beautifulif he still can't resist meif I still make him feel things he never knew before meif I still make him happyif I'm still the oneor if I would be touched in a manner that made me feel less like a chore if I looked more like her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2026817/ he who dare challenge my boundlessness, shall crumble in my palms,shall be whipped by my tongue,and teased until his morality slips.shall be stripped of the air in his lungs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2012045/ I want to be in Time Square and just watch everything and everyone go through their sequences. I want to observe everyone in motion and be still. I want to not be real. I want to be the air out there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2003198/ I love you,not how loving you makes me feel about myself,not how the love is returned to me,I love you with my whole self and my whole spirit in ways that I was not even aware my soul could exude light,and I shine it on you,with each breath. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/2000209/ i crave to be touchedas if my skin is made from the petals of lilies,to be kissedas though my lips are all you've ever needed to breathe,to be lovedin such a way I forget this darkness inside me,to be wantedas if there were a million carnations on fire in our lungs when we lock eyes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1988089/ and oh what i would give to be tangledsouls mangled, estranged and endangeredto liquefy and deny the parts of one another that we so need to be stroked, and consoled,to pacify to the brokenness in you for a better you, for a better me, for a better we http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1987164/ dagger and knivesthey're taking liveswithin your sinsis where i begin to wake and achefrom those wretchedsnakesyou left under mybedin turn for thetears you shed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1935987/ f*****g my best friend from my unfaithful lovers pov http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1902406/ AmI easy to forget or replace? Loving you feels like motion sickness but I'mstanding still, I'm a waste. You talk but when you crack open I swear you thinkI'm her. Maybe I'm one of them, the ones that don't deserve safety or security,that don't deserve loyalty or companionship. Maybe I will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1886200/ mellifluous beings      infused in the night     holding onto that last      bit of heartache    letting ghosts of their     past selves go forth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1728947/ Sanity hasbeen difficult to grasp in the last decade,Having gonefrom skin as smooth as mangoes to indentations and mountains of puss over ourskulls, We long forsomebody to love us for the imperfections we bare and for the way that we live,But fail todo the same for others, but .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1702270/ My friend told me to write a diamante about my car so here it is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1702059/ I don't think abouthim,When I'm kissingyou,I think about us.Or if there even isan us.Or if I'm just somecrazy person,That can't let go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1384021/ I knowthat youhavefreckles all over you,mappingout your entire existence.You alwaysstop me from counting them,Thehighest I'd ever counted was 86. There's a birthmark on your right hand.You likewhen I trace it,and youlove when I play with your finger.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1348759/ I was perfectlyokay. Before I met you,before I fell for youI was sad and alonebut fine.Now, I walk aroundmy house searchingfor something tofill the spaceThat you left mewith. I cook now by theway, big mealsthat never reach mymouth,onl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1310773/ Another year has passed,I've found another song that makes me cry,and dozens more that make me smile.Songs that remind me of him,and his laugh.I've found someone that makes me feel wanted,reminds me he cares,tells me he loves me every single day.The best thing ever to happen to me.I tried to change .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1264460/ He is her one......and so she thought she was his only.Sadly, soon she noticed the way her friends talk about their relationships,she realized, learned she isn't the only one on his mind,he finds others to be more beautiful,more attractive,more acceptable,more...he thinks others have brighter eyes,a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1259214/ Her parents (acted as though they) valued their reputationsmore than they did what little life was left in their daughtershe tried her hardest to believe otherwiseshe gave up,stopped caring,lived.                             &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1259209/ she never knew that he was going to pull out a ring that nightand tell herthat he thought she was beautifulor thathe loved how she would lay on his chestsome nightslistening to his heart beatthe same as hers does,did.She never gave him the chanceto save hereven when it was all she wanted. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1255306/ she R                        A                    N     &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1252866/ ...they found her body                                                                on the floor of the lakein whichshe used    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1248943/ So in English today, my teacher told us to try to explain to an alien what poetry was, to imagine him standing there with a ray gun that would turn you into poop, I decided to explain it in a poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1246488/ blegh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1235731/ and he was her oneso she thought she was his only.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1235320/ when i thinktalking...in my headit'snot like talkingit's like an echoof every single personthat i have heard speakexcept for youyou are a voice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1234297/ idfk http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1226862/ i wish to find asolutiona remedy, some formof perfectioni am going to solveiti will save iti will cure theworld. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1226458/ I feel hideous,as though all that is inside meshouldn't be.So I vomit tillI am pure once more.Only to be torn apart again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1225433/ i am done with alli've nothing left to givefor you have taken meand i am simply waitingfor the worldtoget ridof me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1225162/ She.                                        ...was a drop of rain.Only there when shechose to be,Splashinginto everybody's life and then…            &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1217096/ Nothing can change now,for I am too young.So I'll just sit here and watch, wait,as everyone fulfills their desires,hoping that one day, I will too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1208358/ You want a reason.An explanation.An answer.A motive.Some grounds, anotion, a why and wherefore.You want in on thewhole damn idea. Well, I don't haveone, but just hear me out for moment.God knows the peopleI live with don't...well that's false, of course,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1205885/ idk man... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1205856/ I'm not used tothis, the feeling I get when I'm around him. The way he looks atme, and the things he says,How he wonderswhat's going through my headthinks about why Inever let him in.He kisses my noseand smiles, pulls me closeAnd stares,breathes. Barely.&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1134021/ An old one, just realized I hadn't posted this. /: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cupcakes_Rock/1130817/