http://slow.writerscafe.org/danaferg46 The original writings of author Dana Ferguson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026839 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Coated in layers,of bright colored paint.Burying the wood,under love, fear and hate.Moved and removed,legs still stand.Can I be new, in a foreign land?Cracking like a log,the mind begins to flake.Bright painted colors,keep the mind awake.Sand it down to nothing,grind it smooth and brown.New is bad I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/2039557/ For those moments when lusting thoughts come to mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1853932/ Leave me ghost,leave me here.Your silence is needed,stay far, not near.Go to your grave, my dear, dear ghost.Go to your grave, ghost I loved the most. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1835680/ Like a tattoo,just me and you.Ink on skin,so close to you.Perfectly placed on the nape of my neck,soak into my skin so slow.Holding on tight from the pleasure not the pain,maybe I'm stronger than I know. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1835612/ Buried in my prideI lost my love insidePaths overgrownI go home all aloneBe sweet I wish I couldFor someone who understoodWhat I took I have no moreArriving at the doorIt opens to blank spacesNo footsteps have left tracesAnd now I look no moreStill standing at the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1746023/ Don't go to his door,he's sleeping with his lover.Tantalizing thoughts linger,back in time I go.The smell, the feel.I remember now it's unreal.I'm different now,it's gone.I float to his house,a letter set on fire.Don't go to his door,he's sleeping with his lover. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1733090/ What I want in a man,is a tender loving sigh.For him to sing to me,and never say goodbye.I want to give and he as well, and never have to take.His words to never burn red,and he'd kiss me when I wake.I want to hear him say my name,and have my heart know love.And on the day we're laid to rest,ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1702755/ In my dreams we're scars,our love behind bars.Your eyes lost their smile,you put on a show for awhile.You come to me forced by loneliness,but that love is here no more.That house burned down long ago,the ashes have blown to the shore.Don't forget how we were a prison,in this dream but also in life.W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1701702/ Open but broken,another love gone.I cherished them all,but something was wrong.This burden I bear,all alone.But hope prevails,future unknown.Carry me there,on love's gentle wings.Maybe one day,I'll soon be free. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1686621/ You made me feel, I miss it.Those days with you were toxic.He is not you, and we don't love.Is he or you the one?Holding hands with him,but in my mind with you.I hold two guns and play a losing game,of Russian roulette with my heart.But if I break like cheap old glass,I know I can say this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1672505/ Does he think I'm weird,or does she,or that child,or that person over there?Do my quirks make them squirm?Me is me,I'm not sure how to speak.But I promise there's a part of me,you'd like to keep.I'm too far gone,no more change.My heart was broken often,now it's you who has to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1666493/ A buzzing cacophony of frequenciesEmanating between our facesHair on endBlood flowing to the skinHeat fills the gapNo touch, no sound Just you and meFaces closeEnergy pulling me to youLike a moth to a flameI break http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1664066/ Careful the way you look at me,I might not make it through.Those hands you have hold mine so well,I hope you feel it too.Your laughing is a symphony,I want to learn every instrument.Your eyes are like deep blue lagoons,my drowning in them is imminent. 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For so long she had been searching for a clue. Ever since her death she had been wandering through the wilderness, wondering why this happened to her. She could still recall what happened to her that fateful day.  It was a sunny day, full of hop.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1659557/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1659528/ This is something based off of a nightmare I had as a child http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1659210/ What if I told you,that you could be a hero.That no matter how many times your heart broke,you could still find love again.What if I said that you're never second best,and that you're always first?Just because it doesn't work out with one,doesn't mean it won't with another.Maybe you got upset,and yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1658451/ Pictures on the wall,banging to a beat.Rugs rolling and unrolling,fringes nipping at your feet.Windows open wide,then close you up inside.You shouldn't come to visit,but I promise if you don't you'll miss it...Come in I'll take your jacket,and toss it on the hatchet.Have a cup of tea,and you won't w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1657937/ Hurt clogs my pores,it's time to scrub away the pain.I scratch and rub and clean,these holes must open and breath.Cleaning and rinsing the hurt away,water runs down my face.Years and years of damage,I must exfoliate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1654785/ Where I am nowIs a story already toldA book that was long ago writtenHidden in universal foldsPeace and despair tell the storyPages filled with streetlights of the nightOthers with glowing orange sunsetsI've never been one to skip to the endBut I have a good ideaThis book was written in sun-kissed s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/danaferg46/1654157/ In the shower trying not to look around. I always feel like I see shadows. This house is haunted, and I'm the only one who knows. My family doesn't believe me. I hate taking showers in this bathroom, too many mirrors. 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