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		<description>The original writings of author red punk</description>
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			<title>Dear Him,</title>
			<description>I miss it.I miss everything,I just wish you realize we could've gotten through it, together. I will still be there whenever you need me and we will continue to be friends because that's just how strong we are, we can always stay friends. We care too much about each other to leave one another alone. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1885285/</link>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>Something I hope will be true one day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1873271/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>* A girl enters from stage right. She seems to be in destress. She slowly walks to the chair in front of a man's desk.*				    Joktan				Why are you here?				     Helena		&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You know why I am here				&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Joktan			&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1830071/</link>
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			<title>DONT DO IT</title>
			<description>Don't do that to yourself.&amp;nbsp;Don't ruin your body.I know times are tough right now.But, soldiers get their wounds from the enemy not themselves.Please I beg of you don't do this.It is like you are trying to kill yourself.Trying to kill yourself with a slow and painful death.The kind of death that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1805397/</link>
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			<title>STRENGTH</title>
			<description>More like a very relatable group of words</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1720998/</link>
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			<title>Pain</title>
			<description>Free verse</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1720995/</link>
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			<title>ALONE</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bare feet pounding the sticks and leaves of the ground. sprinting faster than I ever thought humanly possible. Where has all this come from? What led me to this very moment? t is day 6. 6 days since I have seen any human intell..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1707012/</link>
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			<title>My Life</title>
			<description>free verse as always</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1666661/</link>
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			<title>BOX</title>
			<description>Based on a true story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1561996/</link>
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			<title>TIME</title>
			<description>Tick,Tockevery secondevery hour goes byI am stuckthe minutes keepmoving. The&amp;nbsp;years keep changing&amp;nbsp;I am stuckI am stuck in this&amp;nbsp;worldstuck in this world of love&amp;amp;hatred&amp;nbsp;in a&amp;nbsp;world full of&amp;nbsp;stupidity&amp;amp;intelligenceI am stuckAs everything and everyone&amp;nbsp;moves along w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1509245/</link>
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			<title>Whispers</title>
			<description>Monologue</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1488645/</link>
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			<title>Depressed</title>
			<description>I have cried to many tearsI have cried so many timesI have been so angryhurtmadsadand in an all out negative moodbut you see I have cried so much I&amp;nbsp;don't remember&amp;nbsp;the last time i&amp;nbsp;truly smiledI&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;remember the last time I was truly happyNo-one has done anything to mepeople..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1483323/</link>
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			<title>I AM ME</title>
			<description>I am not always depressed&amp;nbsp;There are good timesWhen I am around certain people I am happyBut&amp;nbsp;you see I have let this thing inside me control meMy whole life.Every decision that I make I make concerning that feelingWhether a good decision or a bad&amp;nbsp;decision&amp;nbsp;But i can't let that thin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1483319/</link>
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			<title>untitled</title>
			<description>When I am onmy ownno-one is there&amp;nbsp;to have my backas far as the world is concernedi am just a lonely littlereject &amp;amp; you know whatI am ok with that</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1465248/</link>
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			<title>My Crazy</title>
			<description>When you see me you think of the weird punk kid with all the crazy in her eyes.But, really I am just like you I am like you I just don't think that it is ok to be someone I am not.You normal people think that you have to be like everyone else and you can't be who you are. When I look at you poeple y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1458515/</link>
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			<title>Why</title>
			<description>Why is this world so beautiful.Yet the people who live int it are..Selfish and cruel.Doing things their wayFor no one but themselvesAlways picking on other peopleNot stopping..To think Maybe people could do something bad to themselvesBut, no they just keep picking.Am I the only one to notice this?Am..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1437719/</link>
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			<title>Dogs</title>
			<description>Well dogs can be very many things.&amp;nbsp;They can be stupid,annoying, confusing, and all out weird.&amp;nbsp;But, when you look close enough,&amp;nbsp;you realize that they are the best guardians of your secrets.&amp;nbsp;And sometimes the only shoulder there to lean on.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1437717/</link>
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			<title>Family</title>
			<description>This is very sad and I am not trying to look for attention</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1437715/</link>
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			<title>TEARS</title>
			<description>When you feel like there is nothing else to do.....when you feel that all you have to do is &amp;nbsp;cry.But, don't cry show them your strenght.show them what you are made ofNow dry those tears and turn that sadness into angerand turn that anger into powerturn that power into strength</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1437144/</link>
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			<title>TO BE OR NOT TO BE</title>
			<description>So today I am in class. And wew are talking about Hamilet and we get into the to be or not to be line. Well that got me thinking. He is asking if it is better to die then to live. Well my whole class was saying live. And obviously my teacher said that we didn't know because none of us have ever died..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1437007/</link>
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			<title>ME</title>
			<description>this isn't really a poem but didn't know what to call it</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1436724/</link>
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			<title>The Sacrifice</title>
			<description>This is a very dramatic tragedy that I wrote about a young girl overcoming her fears to save her sister.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LenaM336/1418954/</link>
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