http://slow.writerscafe.org/D-sweat The original writings of author D. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026399 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about cptsd http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/2159578/ Free verse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/2159576/ The highs and lows. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/2096551/ Thoughts and words from many days of feeling numb, took a couple months to construct this piece. Ended up taking one poem that was two lines and combined it with another, and then added more edits. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/2094565/ Reality floats away from me like a balloon. Trapped in that room and can't get out.Only sounds are echoes of shouts, and I panic. Claustrophobic memories clawing their way back, I vanish.Zoning into empty space, my sorroundings are blank.I reset, numb; I've been in darkness. Cowardice: a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/2049415/ So it seems when the world becomes a murky cloud:When civilizations beyond ours laugh at our own,Assaults and harassment seep through the cracks,Human traffic marches fiercely in the largest cities,Civil rest becomes shackled with barbed wire,When mothers fear walking the street,And memb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1853176/ a reflection on distance of a love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1819379/ Abstract writing, trying my hand at something with horror http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1819376/ I had watched from the rusted bench: the swans in the lake.They wrapped their necks around each other in an act of love, and appreciation.The water rippled as they drifted together towards the land. One flew off; as the sunset moved away into the distance, like a fading echo. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1810491/ The memory of it sits behind my eyelids and clings to me.Gnawing at me, and furiously beckoning toward dark paths.Until the eye sockets are left a blank spot in my once exuberant face.Crawling out of the empty holes, and caressing my skin with a barbed blade.Tampering with my flesh until vei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1799963/ He bares bashful bones in a closet, inconspicuous to sunlight.Dusting off the edges of his oak shelves, casting the cobwebs and arachnids into darkness.Longing for one day, when no others will be as usual: a return to a life once lush.Fearing his time will be spent running in circles, chasing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1792460/ poem about depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1779574/ You soaked me in gasoline and lit the match at my feet,But they sacrificed their form and tried to snuff all flammability:A bag of sand - as an axe through a tree, but a heart attack mid-swing."You are everything I see that's beautiful in this world."But the ember is slowly burning to a cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1778630/ Vague and abstract poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1774968/ For you, my love: I would shelter you in my arms if it meant your safety be protected.No one's love is comparable to what you've elucidated and projected.From you, my love, I've never felt rejected; and we may not be able to feel each other's skins, but rooted deep within:I feel a bond between us th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1766940/ A companion piece to my poem written for someone very special and integral to my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1744378/ I rearranged a text an old friend sent me through autocorrect, so credit partially goes to a girl named Lea. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1743501/ A quick poem on my relationship with someone special. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1742733/ Not very well done, in my opinion, but someone else may enjoy it so I figured I'd put it out there. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1739232/ "Wilt your weeds, and plant new seeds," she advised to me. "Lovely, Dear," I rear my head, put my mind at ease.Body shaking, eyes beaming, have I found meaning? I wander the path between lotuses and ivy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/D-sweat/1729111/