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		<description>The original writings of author Liam</description>
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			<title>Purposeful Words</title>
			<description>I believe that love should be whispered through closed doors,That lust should be practiced in crowded train stations.We give up so much of ourselves,I do not write anymore.It&amp;rsquo;s because I do not have a door to whisper through,Though, I have no desire to love and be loved.I cannot live my life i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/2018538/</link>
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			<title>Captive</title>
			<description>They want to take me to the mountains,Shoot me on the spot.They take and take and take,Until my soul's torn up.It's true, they'll keep me captive until I've given up,They'll leave me in the mountains, they'll leave me there to rot.Dragged by my hair,My feet bound by rope.My back shred up from sticks..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1770111/</link>
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			<title>Shakespearean-Like</title>
			<description>You've always been very Shakespearian-like,Living off the oo's and ah's of your peers.You love to leave them hanging on to you every word,Loving the attention from being center stage.But you would never admit this, no,You live a quiet, simple life, nothing special, not at all.You strut a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768876/</link>
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			<title>Death Comes Swiftly</title>
			<description>Maybe I'll learn to be careful but I think my time is running out,I keep putting off these thoughts for later pushing them away.Now, I hear a faint noise under my layers of blankets,A sound so slight, it might just be my own heartbeat.The grim reaper doesn't knock at your door,Though he br..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768874/</link>
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			<title>Fathers</title>
			<description>You held your vices up on a pedestal,They towered high above your family and a sane mind.You picked your priorities from a young age that led you to your death,Not death of body but of mind.You doomed yourself to a life without family,Without real love that keeps you warm at night.You wa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768872/</link>
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			<title>Drip, Drip, Drip</title>
			<description>Let me turn the faucet knob and let the water drip for a while,Time to allow a small river form so I can build a dam again.My father was not a nice man,He haunted and tortured my family for many years.The nightmares were more than I could count,The worries and fears drove me across worlds...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768870/</link>
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			<title>Only For Every Other Night</title>
			<description>I'm awake late at night sometimes,Feeling like I'm going to drown in this pool of oncoming tears.The pain rips right through me and opens the floodgates,I tear at my sheets.That's the thing about being awake late at night,No one is awake, except you.I don't find comfort in anything but t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768868/</link>
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			<title>Painting Realities</title>
			<description>My lines have blurred and mixed with the rest of the paint,These massive swirls of black and white that twirl into grey.I stare down the details and get lost in thought,One by one they dance in a circle for me.My past is now in my present and my future is long gone,I can say that I've look..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768866/</link>
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			<title>Instafamous</title>
			<description>Today, I find myself drifting down a river in the harsh cold of a rainy morning,My thoughts and fears floating all around me, as I sank slowly to the shallow depths.My fingertips are the last to submerge,They twist and circle the surface from below to wave a last goodbye.My heart acts as an ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768864/</link>
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			<title>April 11, 2016</title>
			<description>I've always been effected by words written or spoken aloud,More than a blow or stones cast at me.I am betrayed and hurt,I am angry but most of all, sorry.I'm sorry that I can't control my feelings,And I'm sorry that we can't be the same now.This has gone too far,These stupid words have..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768862/</link>
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			<title>Hazy Mornings</title>
			<description>I found myself traveling again with my backpack full of last night's nightmares,These dreams that seem to hinder me from realizing reality.I feel the need to confront them and ask why they torment me,But we, as people, are cowards and I am no better.This ride seems longer than it should be,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768856/</link>
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			<title>Not Where I Expected</title>
			<description>I opened a box tonight that had become rusty and faded,This box that I thought I had hidden deep but I found it again nonetheless.As it opened, my secret Pandora like emotions overtook my eyes,Spreading salt water down my cheeks then wiped away with a sleeve.My sound wall being a turned back..</description>
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			<title>Painting</title>
			<description>So, I've been thinking a lot about friendships lately,My friends say I have a wall.What they don't understand is that the wall is up for a good reason,My thoughts press together in a depressing portrait.Although, I can't say that all my thoughts are sad,I do have some that reflect the images I've se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768841/</link>
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			<title>Time Circus</title>
			<description>I'm thinking about you again,Tossing around the thought of what we could have had.I know that you've always had a place deep in the back of my mind,I placed you there as a reminder of my past misjudgments.But ever since your mother came and I let that known secret surface,I can't stop myself from th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768837/</link>
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			<title>Part 2</title>
			<description>As the broken pieces of my shipwreck gathers itself around you,I ask but one thing, set my spirit free.You see, it's trapped in a glass bottle that my precious whiskey once held,I finished off what was left and poured myself in.Now I see the ocean through rose colored glasses,Although, I'm not sure ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768836/</link>
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			<title>Confession Wall</title>
			<description>Angels took their time to find me but the demons found me before I had known that I sinned,The words that I didn't know and didn't understand, had damned me from the start.My life has been taken before my fingers, that trapped many lies, had been formed,My time here had been seen before I could form..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768831/</link>
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			<title>Out Inside</title>
			<description>There was an instant,A flash of quickly paced time.It was in that moment that I saw the ghost of myself in that reflection,The hair pinned back and what wasn't was blown to the side.A ghostly figure that seemed to look happy,No smile adorned her face but her eyes shone as if she were.Someone I had s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768826/</link>
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			<title>No Title</title>
			<description>I think the mountains have swallowed me up again,Nostalgia fills me and my feet walk me through broken branches.Sadness suddenly leaves my side as I trudge through the snow,My destination is the mountaintop.Here, my demons can't breathe at this altitude,I leave them at the bottom snarling at the mou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768825/</link>
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			<title>A Day On A Ship</title>
			<description>They stole me from sleep and have abandoned me just as quick.Now my land locked rowboat takes me nowhere,It allows me to slip into slumber once more.The pounding of feet fill my head,The race brings me to the uncut paths I once ran through.Just children at play, we were,Jumping and screaming at all ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768823/</link>
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			<title>Trails In The Dark</title>
			<description>The demons came out this morning along with their angel counterparts,The holy beings spread out to protect and the possessed terrorized.My enemies surround and ask me unaswerable questions,They tear and rip at my thoughts and anything left that I believed to be holy.The sudden flash of light streaks..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768821/</link>
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			<title>What About Love?</title>
			<description>We're all living in a dry state where love doesn't know how to survive and people don't know how to be open.We all look upon love as magic beans,No one wants to give up the little they've been given for a thing,That rumor tells us, doesn't exist.Why would we,There's too much to lose.Time and time ag..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768814/</link>
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			<title>Stay With Me</title>
			<description>A line drawn between our lives,A crushing blow.I think of you often,Then I store it down below.No one else will see,No one else will know,A part of me longs for you...Yet, I'm here again writing about lost love,Just writing down my empty thoughts.My tongue wishes it had a chance to tell you,The word..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768810/</link>
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			<title>Me</title>
			<description>A fallen eyelash rests on your cheek,A world lays on your shoulders.You drag the thoughts and opinions of others around,Like your feet.Time, you insist,Has never really mattered anyway.You have no problem with looking at life through unreflective windows,The eyes don't hold back secrets like the leg..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768805/</link>
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			<title>No Title, No More</title>
			<description>I'm a willow among the trees,My branches sway in tune.Although the winds come from around the world,They all know my name.It's whispered among the pines,And it's shouted across the aspens.No news of mine is new for them,No, they already know.Curse my fellow trees for their beauty in this damp enviro..</description>
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			<title>Dead Love</title>
			<description>The love I look for can only be a fantasy,No one can fight for me like I need them too.For now, I remain alone in their absence,I took up smoking and drinking myself into a daze.Without the handle, the faucet keeps running,I too, will keep running until I've become a blur in the background.I'm messy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768791/</link>
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			<title>A Poet's Love Song</title>
			<description>I pull on the frayed edges,My eyes take in the new.They don't see my point of view,They don't see you as I do.My, oh my, be mine forever and pull on my edges,Take in the new.Don't take me to the places I want to see,Point me in the direction of your destination.Let me walk amongst your dreams,I'll s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768790/</link>
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			<title>Dark Light</title>
			<description>It's not as dark as you think,With everything there's a dark and light.When you lay beneath a starry night,Do you see only the dark?No, you see the bright stars smiling down on your awe-struck face.Can coffee not also be lightened when milk is added?So everything reflects this theory,A mirror held u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768787/</link>
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			<title>An Ocean's Love Note</title>
			<description>I've sent my message to you in a lonely bottle,A prayer for every wave to bring it closer to your boat.I watched you tie up your anchor and set your sails,My love floated away that day with my sins on his brow.I keep a weathered eye out for your black silhouette on the horizon,Sunsets greet my windo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768691/</link>
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			<title>Short Poem</title>
			<description>I've taken time to count my sins that I've held close today,I've counted the ones that bark orders and the ones that silently nudge.For every ten of them, I've washed my hands,For every thirty of them, I've borrowed several different religions to ask for forgiveness.People like me are the worst to f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1768686/</link>
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			<title>Escape</title>
			<description>Maybe my heart beats for him.Nevermore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1619786/</link>
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			<title>Haunts</title>
			<description>I&amp;rsquo;ve always believed that I&amp;rsquo;ve been persecuted by evil,As all spiritual beings believe.Nothing makes me special except for my healthy fear of the dark.My beautiful imagination turns against me.Not by it&amp;rsquo;s own free will,Mind you.It twists and expands and leaves me in a dry sweat.It&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1619761/</link>
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			<title>Symmetry</title>
			<description>YouYou didn'tYou didn't knowYou didn't know orYou didn't know or fightYou didn't know or fight offYou didn't know or fight off myYou didn't know or fight off my affections.I didn't know what I painfully know now.I didn't know what I painfully knowI didn't know what I painfullyI didn't know what II d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1615551/</link>
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			<title>Gone</title>
			<description>Leaving: it's like going up darkened stairs,Never really having a destination, but,Knowing what you've left at the bottom.I feel an empty tug on the other side of this string.This string seems to be attached to my innermost being.I try to fight, try to stay in one place,But that tug is a never endin..</description>
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			<title>Friends</title>
			<description>My lungs feel like dust.I keep breathing in and out like a living thing must.I cant feel my toes and my fingertips,But it's not cold outside and the air is hot on my lips.I throw my wishes, one by one, skyward.I was on my second, but I'm now on my third.I'm not sure that you can hear me,But my shout..</description>
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			<title>Used</title>
			<description>My heart is where the ice dwells,The fear lives there where it shrinks and it swells.I think one thing and it's quickly replaced by another,I can't make the switch between an enemy and a brother.I think that I must enjoy the closeness of you.I fear that the time has passed and love too.I'm sorry tha..</description>
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			<title>Train Wrecked Heart</title>
			<description>My headlight was shining bright as I saw all of the other trains pass me by.I was only looking for another coal-burning heart to race alongside me,Then I saw you in the distant dark.Our love brought us crashing together as we merged onto the same track.We collided with such force and from the explos..</description>
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			<title>Colorado</title>
			<description>It's almost correct to say that nobody left because I was never there.No, my heart was left in Colorado.My love dwells in it's mountains.Yes, my soul stayed in Colorado;It was me who never truly left.My eyes never say you strangers again.My mouth never talked to you like you thought.No, my heart was..</description>
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			<title>Night Haunts</title>
			<description>For these next few lines,I'm going to spit out this poison that's been left to sink in.There's this dream that can either be truth or a lie.My hand is poised to spell out the rest,But my thoughts of what is real and what isn't,They stir me up and keep me out of control.My dream is no longer a dream ..</description>
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			<title>Train Ride</title>
			<description>I need coffee.My cigarettes call for me,I'm tempted to answer.Can I smoke in here?Though the time passes,It still passes slow enough for me to notice.There is something poetic about waiting on a train.The beauty of the faces around you and your hearts beat with one goal.Life is like a train.You take..</description>
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			<title>Innocence</title>
			<description>I've let this go too far.Now I can't get back to my mountain.Never again will I see snowy tip and lay in it's pillowed safety.I've fucked it up for us, my mountain and I.I won't see the city lights from on high;I won't see the moving valleys down below.I've done it all wrong.I've become different;Po..</description>
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			<title>Sail</title>
			<description>I sail on a ship.The wheel is my emotion and it turns with every hard wave.The rudder is my will power,And I refuse to move again.The bow is my foolishness.It's constantly scarred and whipped by the heavy blows that only my beloved sea can make.The captain is my conscience and he drinks his pain awa..</description>
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			<title>Camp of Loneliness</title>
			<description>I used to find my home where you would lie your head.What happened to make my joy fall to the ground, dead?Was it life?I could blame it on all my strife.Yet, here you are, visiting my Camp of Loneliness.You keep trying to warm me up with holiness.Why do I keep trying to fight,And accept my final lig..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/damnyoumcbreezy/1614823/</link>
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			<title>I'm Too Angry</title>
			<description>What do I have to say other than angry things?I've been told that I'm harsher and meaner.Maybe that's true; maybe I'm sick of being trampled on.Maybe I'm sick of being alone, sick of being tired all the time.Why do they want me to praise something I don't believe?I can't let it out if it's not there..</description>
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			<title>Rough</title>
			<description>Tonight has been rough.I've really been torn apart.Fear crept in and left me gasping.I cried and I begged.Here I am.Still breathing.Still believing.I believe in my lungs.I always rescue myself.You've never believed in me.You've never brought me back from the brink.So many times I've found myself run..</description>
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			<title>I Don't Regret</title>
			<description>I laugh because my feeling evaporated into the wind.I cry because I messed us up.I can't love you the same way I did.It's hard to know that there has to be distance.I won't regret what I said,I do regret opening my heart.It's not even your faultAnd, I think, that's what makes me so mad..</description>
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			<title>Masked Evils</title>
			<description>What is love without hope?Why can't I escape these two masked evils?I have a good heart they say.I would rather be cold hearted then heart broken as I am.I wish to feel nothingRather than feel everything.What's the point of having a big heart if you can't control it?I'm ruled by my emo..</description>
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			<title>Identity</title>
			<description>Why can&amp;rsquo;t I be left alone for one day?Why are my eyes always looking for the river that leads to the sea that I call my future?I&amp;rsquo;m sorry that I&amp;rsquo;m like this,I don&amp;rsquo;t mean to be.I can blame all of this on my past,I can become a victim again.No, no, it&amp;rsquo;s too easy!I have tha..</description>
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			<title>Reflection</title>
			<description>Now reflect on this for a moment Do you see what I see, I see the now, I see the ability to be,&amp;nbsp;We all have to reflect sometime It gives us a chance to stop a minute get everything situated, And when you reflect, you can't just glance and walk away, No you gotta take a good long look, you know,..</description>
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			<title>Just What I do</title>
			<description>I found what he was looking for, Just a little too late. I asked if he'll miss me, &quot;Maybe.&quot; he answered. I felt like a fool, Parading around like I don&amp;rsquo;t care. It tosses from ear to ear, Frustration sits brewing there. It waits for the right moment; When I will let it take over. Self control t..</description>
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			<title>My Heart</title>
			<description>I shut my windows and doors a long time ago, but I&amp;rsquo;ll open them back up if You want to see in.I&amp;rsquo;ll let you live here if You really want to.We&amp;rsquo;ll argue about space and the things I have locked away in my closets and attic but I know that You&amp;rsquo;d be willing to help me clean them ..</description>
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