http://slow.writerscafe.org/Jesca%27stheory The original writings of author J.A.N en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028415 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 this is a poem for my dad; http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/763043/ One page left blankCan’t find the time Of day to illuminateWords of grace andDear God save her For she has lost her Way http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/763034/ and to say I’ve never been a mess would be a lie, tell me there’s a map wrapped up in my veins to get out of this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/763027/ momma raised me raised my voice daddy fought me fought my words I never got to sit downno dinner time set in stone free to roamthough never far too many times I had to get away from there and runinto the forest where treasure is found slip into my animal sk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/762802/ There’s a smell in the air Like daddy’s work boots There’s a talk in the wind Like j.daniel’s slur words There’s a sight of tall male Like a mail man bent over There’s a sound of rejection Like a woman had enough There’s a hiss in the mixtu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/762798/ Pull. Pulling.Pulling, pulling.Pulling, pulling, pulling myself up. Up from what? I can feel a series of bruises developing, the sting of… oh, God…. Pull. I can taste iron, my fingers sticky of syrup and dried blood. Keep pulling, pull, pull, tug. Slowly but eventually I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/740981/ Ben stood up, shook his head and grumbled, “I am so sick and tired of you, Dewayne! All you do is take, take, take. You took Gwendolyn from me, you took my son, you took everything. And just ‘cause you got that damn boy of yours with her don’t mean I won’t have her again. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/732325/   I am spent,          spending time as if I am so close, in reach of the better feeling.  I used to indulge in words, their sound and texture. I used to write them down and stare, thinking of what a wondrous creation those line.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/732321/ Please read "Authors Note" before reading. Thank you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/731675/ Just something I scribbled, not much of a poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/718366/ Short poem. Frustration of writersblock, you could say. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/713144/ you decide. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/702811/ You set me on fire, set me free Burning inside, burning outI never screamed for Mercy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/702801/  baby, I'm a goner free falling oh, every touchof every kiss    down every inch lovers trench  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/687709/ LIKE WHAT YOU SEE OR NOT  I AM SICK of HIDING -> THAT I DON'T LOVE EVERYONENOR DO IHATEI'M JUSTTRYING TOGET BYON THISLIE THAT I'MALRIGHT WITHOUTEITHERONMY  SIDE http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/687683/ You managed, rattled my cage  You set me on fire, set me free Burning inside, burning outI never screamed for Mercy  Ablaze in a white room, yeahWatch it scortch black and turn red from the bursting of my veins  I'm hungry, hungry for love But instead, you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/681163/ I stick it at my skinpierce every inchsad to say, it stilldoesn't change things http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/676078/ I am the daughteryou left behind countless times  I am the sister you left bruisedin hallways of our childhood   I am the twice shy loveryou left behind wrapped in sheetssadly dissatisfied   I am -am I to blamemy head down in shameof wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/675400/ Nearly sixteen, I pace the city streets and admire from afar what is long gone, in your arms warmth and love and lust all mixed up, we even forgot ournames in moments of moans,groans and sweet whispers of forbidden words, yeah, I keepthem locked up inside my heartand they reek hatr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/675045/ Lost and forgottenI must’ve seemed Speaking of this We reminisce  Red truck, pick me upForget me not, long walks Parking lots, discuss Number saved, you saySweetly, “can I hold you?”Windows, left open Four am, somewhereSome street, some SummerHow many.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/671762/ piss away the daypiss away the days,                           why couldn't you stay?            &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/671240/ hisses escaping worn lips I try to find the reasons whyI get this feeling deep insidethat overflows, like nothing I could ever describe indecision to reconcile with demons whispering voices, red-flag that I’ve gone insane harsh intentions creep through my veinsconsuming .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/655841/ Lay with meSay my prayers, I haveTheir nothing but empty letters in God’s hands Those words, I once saidNo effort intended, heart feltTongue swelled, always trueI was to you, Darling  Never enough for you, Would I have ever beenEven with the symbol of Your e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/655711/ Twist and turn, Heartbreakers aren't always men. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/652302/ Self-injury; Poem inspired by To Write Love On Her Arms; http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/650007/ Your such a f*****g liarTelling me I’m differentAin’t I like other girls ? You say, noSmirk on your face, making me feel specialArms wrapped tight around my waistPress your lips against mineTrying to tell me it’s all rightGuess againWho again? Not that againNo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/647641/ "Help me, save me." She whispers, defeated in the late nightBraver than most, she licks his venomous lipsLike a serial number on her heart, his name is writtenMidnight silhouette’s, nevertheless manifested, he's woven into herThreads never disgracing one from the otherPlea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/630388/ Barely able to breathe; Questions that couldn't be answered by mankind. Standing on cracked concrete. Hoping for a breeze to dry the sweat on my face. I pray; if I can't trust this world, and it's population of confusion,I'll trust someone else. I whisper to God to calm my soul. Hum a praise, bow my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/595509/ 　I cannot be that redheaded child anymore. I cannot stare at the sky, and I cannot play games with you anymore. I cannot sit on your lap,and ask for old stories anymore. A scowled expression here, and a flip of the belt there. A slammed door and a broken tea cup. A window left open,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/588705/ Just a thought, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/588697/ Packing my bagsI hope you don't mind my escaping It won't be my worst mistakeSo, don't wait up for me this timeWell, it was thereIt was thereLike a sunriseYou can't escape a lieBeat me black & blueJust remember you can't touch my soulYou always said no one would love a girl with a broken wingWel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/586427/ I still remember when you told me "Everyone wants to see you fall"You said you'd be there for meThrough it allI remember when I was on the edgeYou were holding my handTelling me"Everyone just wants to see you fall"I cried when you said it was soI didn't want it to be the truthI was a foolNow I see t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Jesca%27stheory/586420/