http://slow.writerscafe.org/slayerjay The original writings of author slayerjay en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776046171 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 dust trails off as the bus stops at the gateprison visits like a f*****g picnic is my fateclean slate n***a, keep a clean slate niggahow hard could it be to keep calm as you bring the hate ?empty shells bounce of your plate as consequences over compensate Now your behind plenty bars and corrode.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1435485/ light up, societypity every motherfuckerliving of a deityhope to meet the makersso they stand in front of firingsquads, these hoes need wiringfail once, dont stoplets work on rewiringthey call me rewire kingcause lotta people hire mefuture require methey pay me in goldand pray for the silver liningt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1403952/ Yeah man,i wanted to write a songand actually sing itnot pretend im kanye or some rapper just be on my own shityou knowhere goesall i want to sayall i want to breatheis my own storybout my battles in the streetcome up of the ashes andbody every syllableflow so lyricalrise up of debrisi fell upo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1389884/ okay its time to show rappershow i rep my gameall they make is the same soundand make that same sound againtime to make a changeniggas acting strangeas i show up at the stageand i blow up every pageevery song, every actevery bong every babegot my dick up in your faceyet im standing straightthat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1389569/ Let me down gentlygirl don't you knowthat you don't even love melet me go, out the doorand be freeyet you hold your head highand dont let me down gentlyi promise your memorywont leave me resenting'dont act senti,  i know you are emptylike mentally bent inand im sentimentally spent ini.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1387708/ Never have I everfound myself a ghetto boyliving in the trend settermaisons that were made betterrock a 100$ fendi sweaterif fate was a bitchyou would think that i never met herbut as you look closer, dope aint doperif your mama was sickand papa likes to choke hermoney buys all the highbut.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1369373/ cynical beatson dark versescritics turn to demonsand i ride their cursesburn the rubberthrottle for the stars i aint no loveronly got love for the scarsbitch be like 'worship me'b***h dont knowthat part of menow b***h be like im sorry pleasei said swallow firstthen claim your peace,the wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1368993/ today i feel like being honestnot to curl underneath the coversfeel the wrinkles on my mama handsreminded by the force of causeshope for time to be a little morecareful about the weakest among usI like to hide in the sickness around meso that I could look around and feel normalBut what really got me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1354822/ Love as an instinctIs now love by choiceAs the ages ageAnd time is tamedThe wanderer returns And wanders into the consciousTo see from withinAnd to now see withinThe greatest mystery of lifeIs in the behaviour of the awarenessThe burden of truth or self journeyAnd the satire of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1298569/ The feeling of emptiness when you try to understand life and it's meaning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1298283/ About the universe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1289314/ Once upon a time innocentdoing my own thingI was crushed by the choicesthen I was ignorantno blood spilled.As I fed on the time givenexcreting, sin after sinshame was adjustableI did ask to be forgiventhe universe is infinite.Now I realize the costa burden it isslowly it grows unbearablebut what has.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1283678/ will I ever agree with any endwhen I accept death,not as fate, but a friendso grateful for the distractions a never ending sea of attention lost in thoughtkeeps away the calling of an endthey say only incomplete lives fear deathbut what is full and donetim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1253093/ A continuos flow of thought over time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1223074/ What am I in this world?Where great fly high and low stay lowa tiny creature with a mind to thinkbody woven to earn bread and drinkYet I make a difference from the restin the art of thinking and choosing what's bestin my character and state of mindwhen i'm in search of something to findThe direction.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1223063/ i had my heart brokenon a summer dayno she wouldn't have it,in any other waymy girl, she was my girl and now she ain'tleft me on the steps at the home of saintsall these tears man my eyes can paintlet the bright colors drain, bring out the f*****g pain.for whats it worthyou cant stop feeling hu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1222498/ parked my benzunder the night skyand dropped that roofas the wind flew bythis vision i was seeingit was a momentary scenethe star shot by like it were fleeingfrom the masters of the universebut they couldn't stop itthis meteor, the beast of firei stole it from the night skyits lost in my head, but n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1222066/ Rant http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1219382/ Does god exist? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1195040/ Haters gon hate but they'll always be too late http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1188229/ Find out http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1148242/ About how we live today with our beliefs and values http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1108344/ If I ever fallI'd rather it be from the top of the roofcause i need a closing momentmy moment of proofwhen i look back as I fallfrom when i first had to crawlto fighting, standing talltop of polei'm the rock of the worldi'm the stock of they goldshining to be soldshare me till i'm oldand tearin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1065221/ had this on my mind for a long time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1065216/ terrified of the eventsthat will come to passi locked away realityand immersed into dreamI have to waken but only when i am ready for itbut vigilant I should befor the gravity of a dream,a great dreamis so strongthat the idea of somethingbecomes real, and not the thing itselfthat is a great dan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/1002347/ Tears of a fallen angel... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/722433/ F**k that s**t mahn. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/648255/ :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/620591/ It's about my soul and this world. Mano-e-mano http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/620585/ MY mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/616852/ for a frnd http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/611383/ I was simply writing it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/608004/ Its like a song. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/584803/ Make the choice. Read it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/584802/ Weird. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/584801/ Yeah. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/584799/ A Friend o'mine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slayerjay/584791/