http://slow.writerscafe.org/joettasue The original writings of author Joie Richardson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776200738 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wrote this letter to myself and it's not very poetic, but it helped me through a really harsh time in my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1549520/ In a room full of darknessthere is only one lightthe light consumed the darknessbut I knew it was still nightI sat and I pondered wondering what I should dobecause the light from the darkness was entirely newI walked into the lightand it swept me off the groundI knew there was no hopeI knew I couldn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1510046/ I gave up on sleepingI was afraid of the nightMy mind wasn't safeGod wasn't my guideI heard whispers in my earAnd they wouldn't go away"Just look in the mirrorWho cares about you anyway"Night after nightI would shrug them offBut after each nightThey would bury themselves into my thoughtsI would list.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1510041/ My heart brokewhen I looked in you eyesI finally new you enough To see through your disguiseI could feel your painWith the smiles on your faceThe thought of you aloneAlways made my heart raceI was so selfish Because you always put me firstBut I never understoodHow much you real.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1506804/ Your a match, in the moonlightyou'll steal from the starsbut a match in the sunlightwont get you very far http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1497351/ It was the 4th year todayI still couldn't believe she was goneshe was the only reasonId write my love songsI remember playing guitarand her singing alongand I never even noticedanything was wrongI walked to her houseone summer afternoonI walked through the door and into her roomI saw what .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1497348/ soundcloud.com/joettasue http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1497102/ soundcloud.com/joettasue (feat. Super Duper Robot) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1497101/ Once long agoOn a dark foggy nightMoonlit, a howlHeard to the heightsA young mans screamsA profound pack of wolvesLapping at the bloodAnd swallowing their gulpsNo one had knownWhere the young man goneHis young mistress was waitingSitting aloneShe sat in the coldWhen she heard a twig snapShe got on y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1497099/ This is pretty much my life. This isn't done, but its almost like a diary. So everything really happens. Whether its a figment of my imagination or not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/joettasue/1497098/