http://slow.writerscafe.org/jaybailey1 The original writings of author Jay Bailey en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776097897 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 human lemmings are annoyingly stupid. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1853750/ Jobs that kill you on the inside, then the outside http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1818974/ the end of western civilization and a bag of popcorn http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1818970/ if someone wants to make me pay for everything i've donei will be here waiting for yoube here waiting for youeager with anticipationfoaming at the mouth with patiencei am so excited to meet youknife to hand, im ready to greet youif anyone thinks they got what it takes to make me payi will be here wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1805899/ here where the dust never settlesand the fools dig for buried goldall is fair in hate and loathingall the humans resemble ratsand they cut each others throats with invisible knivesthey'll turn there backs on a dimesafe inside their bubble of fair weather friendsi know madness like the back of my han.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1803155/ Nothing grows hereThe soil is all sandWe're dust and bonesAnd starved for everythingFood, light, affectionThe desire to give up is ever increasingAnd we're all waiting to dieUntil its ok with everyone elseUntil the selfish get their fillNo, nothing makes us happyNothing fits in its proper placeLike .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1803143/ people pretend to be someone they are not and eventually get found out. lives get ruined, trust betrayed, your insecurity is malignant and infectious. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1803044/ chin barely above water, we're drowning in it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1802474/ i was born a working manborn and raise by a working mans handor the back of his handand i cant get the (i cant get this, out of my skin)stains out of my skinthe dirt out from my nailsthe tired from my eyesthe guilt that i cant do enoughso i became a bitter manwho only knows how to workhow to make en.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1799749/ somewhere out there http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1799747/ boy meets girl, marriage, children, the cycle of abuse continues. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1798392/ self destruction is laughable at this point http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1797071/ pllllluuuuggggghhhhhh http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1797050/ the daughters of eve will bring ruin to the sons of adam http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1797041/ anger that becomes rage that becomes bitterness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1795345/ tiny overcompensating man begging to be slapped http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1794941/ tiny liarsim not impressed or convincedjust because you can sniff each others assesand sell each other the ideathat s**t doesn't stinkdoesn't give you a better result or solutionthan that one i came toim tired of the sound of your insignificant voicevibrating in my earrubbing on every nerve and carv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1794934/ family line removal http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1794913/ raw nerve ending http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1792330/ slurred speech http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1791962/ you hear the sound before the evidencebut theres nothing you can do to changeits coming and it will devastate you'll end up crumpled in a pile of blanketswondering where your life has gonejust like everyone elseyou're not specialyou just think you arecause thats what they always told youso that the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1790550/ stream of consciousness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1788161/ isolated madness, again 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scarred from bitesi retreat into my headself imposed exile on the edge of the western worldtired of being the mouseled out by hungerto be chased by predatorsi've seen enough blood stainson the teeth of monstersi give my heartit can be open and strongbut its fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787554/ too beaten down to even try to careabandoned, exiled, vilifiedno one feels safe around me nowdon't reactthe laws of cause and effectdo not applywhen it comes to trauma victimstrying to healan outsider for the rest of your lifebecause of things that were done to youmany years agothat were out of your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787551/ misanthropic http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787544/ 2:30 in the morningand then 7 am and the sun is coming upthere is nothing like the feeling of a failureas another night is spent sleeplesscan't even get natural bodily functions rightcan't ever seem to get black enough blanketsto put in the windowsits a lonely, cold feelingseeing that blue of day po.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787543/ Snow melts but the rain keeps the sky greyWe all worship our vitamin d deficiencies hereWe act cordialBut we never leave the house without our gunsAll these people with their petty dramasTheir bad attitudes are contagiousI'm at a loss for restraintAll fall asleep in beds that aren't theirsWith lover.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787540/ burned out shell of a working man http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787537/ its not gonna go awayif i ignore itbut thats all that i can do right nowto keep me on my feetthe days are added weightto weary shouldersto drag through a life i hatei gotta figure this all out somehowthe problem throbs awayno matter how old the woundit makes me feel pathetici don't know the first th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1787534/ stop staring at the void, a*****e. 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http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786647/ violent anger http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786643/ oh fellow humansYou mean nothing to meStand at each end of the roomAnd someone is going to decideThat one is better than the otherWe have walled off all the truthAnd simple nature of things for ourselvesAdapt your surroundingTo fit your needBecause we are too insecureTo adjust ourselvesTo our surrou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786639/ ​F*****g angrier than a nest of beesDevilish anger, tastes like heatBlood rushes up my neckMy vision goes white, lighterI am ready to throw it all away for vengeanceThe world makes a man become a manAnd guilts him for becoming the thing it made him to beThis is a reaction to stimulus A motor f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786244/ The ache is always thereEven in my happiest momentsIt's a reminder that their livesWill never be for meI can pretend all I wantRead the script like a real proBut the reality isI will buckle and foldAnd find myself a mess of tears and sadnessA man child who never could harden himselfAgainst the grit .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786240/ No one talks about foreverIn reference to the damage doneIt's always about loveOr beautiful fantasiesNever about the things we've doneTo each otherBut that's the only forever that really existsThe damage done is permanentYou might dull the ache over timeYou might brush it off as "it was a long time .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786235/ ​I feel the rot in everyone around meLike it was my own rotI feel like a live wirePicking up frequencies and amplifying themAll these people are a wreck But so am ISo why do I feel different than themWhy do I feel odd even to the oddI no longer have any need for other people in my lifeHumans a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786234/ These piss smelling bathroomsThese broken floor tilesThat show the dirt and scum underneathThe feeling of wanting to touch as little as possibleThese dingy, dirty factoriesWhere men are slavesStains on the tanksDead in the eyesMorning light creeping in cold and lonelyEverything lit from the side cas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jaybailey1/1786232/