http://slow.writerscafe.org/lakea34 The original writings of author LoLo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776046053 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Lord I'm lost in this world...what's right what's wrong...I'm failing to see the better person inside myself...living this trife life running out of spice. Confused discouraged lonely and can't be encouraged. I'm melting in this world...I'm falling behind running out f*****g lifelines...sometimes I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1632040/ I used to fall for men so fast... it's like no one saw me and every time my phone ring hoping that he call me, fought for me...killing me softly good to him like hot coffee...he knows I'm feeling him...he caught me...I told these chicks to back up off him...oh you got me in so deep... seen you in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1632035/ A kid growing up influenced by who she meets.Praying that she survives in these streets.Tears from a mother burdened by defeat…Working hard but ends just barely meet.Realizing that one must fail in order to succeed.I must exceed in order to be relieved.Frustrated by pain-anger-a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1631115/ Hurricane http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1631111/ Self-Confidence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1631106/ A poem written for my Niece http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1631103/ If Love is the Summer breeze then why am I left staring at the blue sky... just wondering... trying to imagine what's beyond...at times I wish to fly so I could watch from up high and capture your sorrows before they reach your eyes...You're withholding feelings, you say it's useless to expla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1628088/ In loving memory of my Father http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1628086/ Second Chances http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625857/ It seems at times that I'm Thinking Out Loud... but when I look no one seems to be around...no one to hear my cry... just me indulged in my own sound. Alone in a crowd... my thoughts are the only thing screaming out loud... I'm standing in front of a thousand mirrors... which one is real, which me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625848/ Pissed Employee http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625844/ I woke up feeling like all my yesterdays and my future days don't even exist. I know all the things I'm doing right but I wonder about the things i'm doing wrong. My life seems like a complicated puzzle...easy to put together but hard to pull apart. I'm starting to think that maybe some of my pieces.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625842/ The Power Has Been Within You The Whole Time! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625840/ Annoyed by the suffocating and smothering feelings. Living suppressed-compressed- and distressed with little rest.I’m blinded by this protective coveringShielded-blocked and locked beyond these walls.Dead-beat baby daddy leaving me to carry the swagger throne all alone.Knuckle-he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625163/ As I lay and fantasize about your body and skin tone I erupt off from your moan and groan. I’m definitely not feeling alone.My soft lips, and the sway of my hips makes your heart do flips and skips! Oh yeah, smack me with that whip! Thick dick, waiting for me to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625157/ Is Camden Dead...Staggering murder rate, Is it too late!Dense criminals thinking they can get away but the mind is too ludicrous so they stay...Is Camden Dead...Come see how we live,You'll think you was in a dog pit surrounded by saliva and s**t!The Mayor don't want to admit that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625156/ I woke up feeling like all my yesterdays and my future days don't even exist. I know all the things I'm doing right but I wonder about the things i'm doing wrong. My life seems like a complicated puzzle...easy to put together but hard to pull apart. I'm starting to think that maybe some of my pieces.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625145/ A Note To My Young Ladies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625141/ When will you see my pain...after my blood turns into alcohol and my legs are spreading with varicose veins...when then I'll be too incapable; that can't happen I'm unbreakable.After times of feeling like I'm on liquid oxygen ...I've made the decision that it's time for a lil revision. No more f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lakea34/1625135/