http://slow.writerscafe.org/damiandillon The original writings of author Suppressed Minds en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041476 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This ones for you~ <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/2065835/ Entry 4: August 16, 2018&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So here our story continues, for those of you that have been following along for quite some time now. I'm sure by now you could have guessed..Janet &amp; I have seperated..have been for almost a month now. As much as I did want to make things work with her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/2053390/ Entry 3: 7/17/18"I'm not going to stress over you anymore..It isn't worth it. I tried to work something out but, you just ignored it. I'm not saying that I don't want you, because I&nbsp;definitely&nbsp;do. All I'm saying is that I'm done. I'm done with the mindgames, the hurt, always being wrong ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/2045308/ Entry 2: 6/29/18&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;I can recall the day I first met Lu. It had only been a couple weeks after the fact that I had met Janet. She had came in but, she was quiet for a while. I flashed a smile at her in hopes she'd do the same, however in return she only tilted her head .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/2040479/ Entry 1: June 12, 2018 I worry about her daily, though she tell me not to, I cant help it. I can see it in her eyes no matter how well she's able to hide it..I'll always know. She's tired.. She carries so much on her shoulders that it acts as wings of stone to a bird ready to take flight. The pain f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/2036119/ &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I pull into the school parking lotand find an empty space just a couple cars down from where Mika parked and shutoff the engine. As I grab my bag from the backseat, I look up quickly; glancingover at Mika as she knocks on the window. I turn around and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1975838/ There is no I in teamWe&rsquo;re simply made wholeWe laugh We cry We Hope And dream&nbsp;We believe...In the things unknownIn what can&rsquo;t be seen For our future...&nbsp;And we build togetherGrow togetherChasing the thingsThat we see do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1963707/ A short story for a friend of mine. Based off of true and recent event. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1947924/ Read like an open bookA story still yet to tell&nbsp;True she has seen many thingsBut not this type of hell&nbsp;The flame burns bright&nbsp;And the shadows screamTormented by what can't be seenBut when she wakes and dawn comes alongShe now hears the birds that still sing"Nightmares will come an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1946189/ so tell me..are we together&nbsp;are we separate&nbsp;&nbsp;its all the samecause baby you got me&nbsp;from a distancecant even hear me&nbsp;call your nameis this what you wantedcant you just let it gocause you and i&nbsp;weren't meant to becrazy thing is that it showscause baby you lost me&nbsp;I g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1932817/ He loved her from a distance Which to them wasn't muchBut the both had missed something Each other's gentle touch A kiss on the forehead Even on the cheekOr A simple holding of the handsWhile they walk along the beach But she too loved him from a distance With miles in between Fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1932813/ "Life Goes On"A common phraseA movement Known for its meaning.Life goes on Yet its full of hatred and lovePeace and violenceLife goes onAs a simple contradictionFor in it lies deathOr as its put, an end.Yet life goes onBecause the cycle repeatsThe story continuesA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1891704/ Dream BigSomething I was told before everything fell apartBack when I actually stood a chanceBack when I had a heartThey said to shoot for the starsWell that's just what I didIn return I was given six new scarsAnd wished that I never livedSo I say don't get your hopes upThose promises are never kept.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1838316/ This is..a new beginninganother chance&nbsp;the day I'm winningthere's just no starting over nowThis is..my whole lifemy past timemy wondermy story in a few short wordsCause time's upand the day has cometo say goodbye&nbsp;to everything and everyonethat I've come to knowdown this tattered roadnot lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1829597/ Here we are nowwe're in this world togetherstill two of the closest friends although we barely see each otherbut, sometimes I thinkthat this could've ended differentlyI mean, this love could've been meant to bebecause I think that..you and I were perfect for each other and no-one else could see itbu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1826736/ Mika and I chose to avoid Conner for the rest of the week, not because we were afraid of him, but because we didn't want to be bothered. Neither of us liked drama or being forced into a corner for that matter. Besides everyone in the school knew whereever Conner went, drama wasn't too far behind. Mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1823865/ I continued to think about the question, even after she had left. It bugged me more than I thought it would. I spent the entire night trying to peice together the answer, but in the end I still came up with nothing. I left it at that, she didn't neccisairly need &nbsp;a reason to be interested in me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1807330/ It's more a song rather than a poem, but it's exactly what I've been feeling recently. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1804714/ still wishing you were hereall our memories hanging upover the mirrorstill looking at your picturebeen gone for too long life went by too quick forme to truly get to know youget fully understand your plans for usbut its an end to our final story all our past gloriesI'm still livi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1792621/ It wasn't much longer until I had fallen asleep. I'd become entranced in a dream which to me had seemed so realistic. Every scent, every sound only made it that much more believable. It was almost as if I had never gone to sleep or if I had what it made it seem as if the reality of my life had been .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1791632/ They say that knowledge is everythingThat with it you hold a key.They say it gives a power That one could only dreamThey say that it is key in lifeWell a key is all I needTo continue down this tattered roadTo dream a better dreamThey say good things come to those who waitWell wait .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1782777/ I come to a slow stop as we come to the light and I look back at Casey through the mirror; a light smile sliding across her face as she notices. She had been humming lightly with the radio ever since we pulled away from the house. I come to believe that the music would entice her with its melodies .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1777922/ This is a new beginning for us botha new chapter full of hopecomfortpeaceLet go now, be freeturn over a new leafdon't hold onto meI'm not worth the waitI'm not worth your timeGuess this is what they mean&nbsp;love's death dumb and blindSo start you new lifeno more sleepless nights filled with painCo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1770689/ 6 We finally told Casey a week later, I could tell just how upset she was to hear it. Though she didn't shed a tear, the look in her eyes said it all. She shut down afterwards, we both did. However, we grew closer in the process; neither of us would talk or even flash a simple smile at anyone b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1735712/ Shes wandered this far nowDown this darkened roadIn search of light, of freedomTwo things she's never had to holdShe didn't know they traveled with herThey were by her side and closeAll she had to do was take their handsAnd let the darkness go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1732777/ It has a name I cannot tellIt showed up long agoSeems to play many gamesYet one is all I knowIt comes and goes as it pleases Yet it never seems to leaveSomeone wake me from this hellPlease tell me its a dreamI pray the day will comeWhere I can look it in the eyesAnd kill the beas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1732776/ 5 (Present time. Phoenix, Arizona)&nbsp;&nbsp; A few hours go by as I wait for Carol to return, I sat there on the couch in confused; curious really. About why she left in such a hurry and what got her so upset after she answered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1728082/ As i look backOn all that we been throughAll the times i was with youOn all thing that brought us closer togetherAnd we haveCome so far from where we startedAnd i realize justHow much i had your backAnd how much you had mine it returnSo is thisThe lesson to be learnedOr somet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1727109/ 4 (20 minutes earlier; Eastern San Diego California. ) "Mia you didn't go up to say hi to Carol?" Liz asks glancing over at Mina then back towards the road. "Her house still gives me chills. Almost feels like someone's watching." She says glancing over .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1712555/ 3 "Aunt Carol, why is it that Mina thinks you're house is haunted anyway?" I ask her curiously as I walk through the threshold and close the door. She stops in her tracks and sets Casey down, letting her roam freely, and stands up straight. She sighs ligh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1677247/ 2 As we enter the city, the car remains silent. The faint sound of the radio echoing through the car while Casey hums lightly with the song playing on the radio. I smile softly as I listen to her, continuing to look out the window as I watch the traffi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1646767/ 1 "James make sure Casey has her nightgown for me!" I could hear my sister Mina call from her room as she was getting ready to head to work with my mother. "Alright" I yell back to her as I head into the living room. I sit down on the sofa and slide .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1624062/ Coming to Los Angeles hadn't always been a thing for James, a young adult from Tuscon, Arizona. Unfortunately for him things take a downfall when he goes to stay with his aunt in Phoenix. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1624061/ If this were a war It would already be overThe sky's would show blueAs the sun passes overIf this were a warOur fates would be sealedAs the ashes take over And the shadows are revealedBut the battles goes onShots fired with rage While we fight for our livesWhile we try to e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1614861/ A shadowing spiritA &nbsp;bitter roseThe pain still growingThough a smile showsIt embraces the sunlight&nbsp;Yet wilts awayRepeating the cycle&nbsp;With each passing daySorrow remainsAs they all fall apartLosing the onesThat are close to their heartsFear strikes them allBut they're still standing st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1577620/ Just a poem I wrote for a friend of mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1564204/ Can you hear them as you walk aroundThe grass slipping between your toesCan you feel their calming presenceThat no one seems to knowThey call your name when you fade awayPulling you back into sightThese voices you hear are just calming spiritsThat will forever be at your sideThey wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1545709/ As I lie in bed awake, thoughts ran through my mind. Memories really. Of my childhood, my past. Just about everything. Even the slight sounds of voices I would hear call my name. These thoughts, they kept me from sleeping for some strange reason. Little did I know that there was more to it than a d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1503422/ The pain grows and the sorrow burroughsinto my soul like a spiritThe love we share continues to fadeand is almost gone I can feel itAs it creeps up behind usAs is shows itselfIts footsteps grow louderCan you hear it?As it breathes down our necksand calls our namesLike a person th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1500245/ You said you would stay&nbsp;And you continue to leave&nbsp;Yes you cut me openAnd you cut me deepI've got the stitches&nbsp;The scars left behindAnd my poems on your mindYou said to move onBut you're still frozen in time&nbsp;I've seem to've gone crazyI'm out of my mindWe're both still together&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1485526/ They call my nameMultiple timesAttempt to get my attention They try to take me outDelete me from existenceI refuse to alterAnd refuse to giveIn to all the tension For if I do I'll surely failAnd fall outOf the dimension.Continue fighting and holding onTo what's left of my s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1482801/ You say your aloneWhen you feel defeatedSay no one will help youWhen you really need itYou say your alone And you run and hideYou say your aloneBut you have me by your side. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1482299/ He sits in the darkalone.&nbsp;waiting for his wife to come home.She never returns.&nbsp;Instead,&nbsp;she watches over him&nbsp;silentlylike a guardian angelfrom the place upstairs&nbsp;that she now callshome. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1477996/ Darkness falls and light takes overThe happiness sets inWhile the pain and sorrow rush outPower takes control over all weaknessand forces strength upon its hostWhat reamains is fearWhich has now been replacedby faith and courageThe deprssion leaves and is left aside in a pile of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1475049/ Her pain grows like a wild flowerRushing in every directionCoursing through her bodylike the blood in her veinsHe knows nothing of the pain he's caused herand remains blindfolded in his mindShe sets her problem aside help him with hisbut when it comes to her needs,She is left stranded at sea. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1474225/ &nbsp; As he stare out into the ocean, listening to the sounds of the waves, he begins to think to himself.&nbsp;&nbsp;"Why am I even here. I spend all this time just looking for the perfect place to keep myself from going completely insane. Yet, I still find myself getting closer to it. Its som.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1473736/ &nbsp; As he lie upon the couch he began to silently think of his new little sister.&nbsp; "I wonder what we have in common. What type of music dose she listen to? What is her favorite food and dessert? What shows does she like?"&nbsp; He kept asking himself questions that he wanted to know th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1472773/ Her sorrow cries outBeging fo helpbut, when help comesit hides from the world.Strays from the pack and turns away.Despises the thought to come backYet still wants to stay.Her joy starts to screamas it fades awaystill holding onto the light of day.She's lost in the worldbut .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1472361/ The lights dim&nbsp;and the sound begins to fade out.All that's left to hear&nbsp;is the light footsteps of a wolfas he silently hunts for his next meal.You can feel a slight chillas the wind blowsand the woods go quiet.Only to realize he's chosen you.Not as his preybut as his guide instead.He'll re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damiandillon/1472174/