http://slow.writerscafe.org/clockworklockets The original writings of author Meghan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027278 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Loving you was lonelyLoving you was silentLoving you was realizing I give too much to the wrong peopleLoving you was never being myself againLoving you was a slow suicideLoving you was becoming skin and boneLoving you was bruises I couldn't explainLoving you was never say.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1650258/ It's 7 in the morning, and I'm wide awake in bedI can't stop slipping, can't stop the spilling of my heart into my headAnd I want nothing more then for him to lay across my chestSquash the monsters and anxieties, and bring back my realityI want my mind read, and my heart fedI want to lay.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1603322/ We aren't happy, yet we won't let go. Heart shaped and red, a steady glow.Too complacent, we are one in the same. All this love we put to shameI've lost my mind too many times beforeLost, gone, then found: Don't know who I'm anymore Only with youOnly with youElegance envelopes every .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1361045/ This year I smell of lavender And your second hand smokeI still haven't thrown you a ropeEvery time I think I might I chokeI keep letting you fall too far Damn your touch. Damn your hands.Damn your promises and plansYou love me more then I can standI don't think I drink enoughY.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1271630/ Your eyes of blue push me down and leave me fallingIt scares my heartYou told me lies, I knew, but still believed themThat scares my heartI wonder if there is anyone here foreverI always seem to get left behindI see the truth and it's still a fight to walk away from youYour smile sti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1222469/ I'll slip into who I wasA young heart born raging, too wild to trustSell my mind short, then let it rustEvery ambition I had covered in dustAt best I'm a glorified messA thin defeated beauty in a thrift store dressMen impress without the good sign To give them the charm that worked t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1188666/ Now consume me, nose powdered I'm numbFour hands and feet, two mouths that speak become a single oneForgotten lover, forget the bandThough its a sin, I missed the skin cells left in the palm of my hand And shoulder to shoulder or chest to chestHe warms me up, he locks me up, safe and soun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1153225/ Eldest daughter, undone soul, breathe deepListen thru the wall, hear your baby brother cry And you'll hear your sister whisperingSay "It's scary at first but you get used to the screamsAnd the pleasAnd when she's big enoughSomeday she'll leave"The first thing that you feel is a fit o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1132137/ He always remembered the gorgeous detailsLike the cuts, and the rips, and the digs in her nailsHe remembered her mouth that never quite smiled And the green in her eyes that were darting and wildHe remembered her wearing a tattoo, grey and blackDancing down her pretty r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1087918/ Summer always feels the bestHappy little heartsRiotous f*****g messDimples there on freckled facesHold him close to fill the spacesTell me what this new heart chasesThe Fall, it's ArmageddonSummer always feels the best Busy little handsMoney for a dressSea green eyes set in oli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/1056192/ For the man I loved one thousand timesIn the comfort of familiar pinesHow you kept me running back into your arms, darling!There you sat upon a fractured throneNever said the words I should've knownFrom the channel most sincereHow quick it broke, how quick it healedI'd a missed you for nothing but t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/985827/ Black heat, inside the chest, clings to the nightRepelling and burning light, a ghost taking overCan't be fixed by a smile or goodness in partThey had a fast head start, and the worst demons can't be replaced by sweet angels withBalanced heartsCast them out with salt water, cast them out with s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/961828/ Sunlight settles lightly on the home you tookfrom a girl now reduced to ashes and sootRuin the lives of our futures and our pastsMake sure every breath we take helps us finish lastAnd when you see us heaving, we are broken onesCause our simple feelings grab and tear at our bonesAnd the hearts inside.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/946993/ I got lost in your eyes last nightI think it scared you a bit, but I think it changed your mindI got a sharper image of us last nightJust to see it pixilated in the morningI know we're not those kind of peopleWith halos of passion around our headsBut the way we talked last night Reminded me of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/891908/ I really wanna lay in bedWith your arm across my chestYou see my bruises and my bloody nailsAnd tell me it's not for the bestI wanna hear You sing that song I hateWant you to nag meThough you know it's too lateI really wanna see your faceAnd the smirk you do so wellWhen you know I'm wrongBut I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/861373/ He may have left my book on the shore, but my story's still with youYou run and try and take a man's glory, take his light shining throughYou end up with a nameless body and a ghost to whisper truth,And a few lost souls with no one to answer toI may seem sweet, love, but I grew up way too fastAnd al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/840346/ I was slightly scarred, I was marked, I was young at heartI gave you so little, and took so much, and I broke youTogether wasn't quite enough, and forever's a matter of luckIt always came to an end just to start again different people, different place, same songI wanted you to see I was free, w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/831725/ Im back in this town againon the streets I still know so well.Just one place I used to call home,at least for a little while.Things change so subtly;more buildings, more roads, less trees.As I drive I try not to see your ghost.This town is the the one place my thoughts speak up most.Clockwork Orange.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/826987/ The bitter cold and blowing windreminds me of the nights I sinnedspent running from the fightI spewed the venom through my tearsthe contests went on for yearsI don't blame you for your fearsBut the hurt and sting still make me think that I could have had much betteryeah, the hurt and sting still mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/820665/ So anxious and too much to dosimple fix is two little blue pillsI can see everything now, but I don't really want to.It's nice though, howI was running short on inspirationAnd these racing thoughtstransfer better nowIt's nice though, howMy heartbeat feels niceand the focus I had lostis back now.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/807437/ Based on an unexpected conversation I had with someone this weekend about our past. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/806261/ Oh, cure me sweet lenten roseCure the madness and the holein my heart, in my head, in my mind.Set me free, cut the ropes, break the bind.I left it in the house down by the shore.Promised I wouldn't go down there no more.Come with me, baby please, I wanna go.I wanna leave with all this sadness in my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/803589/ Shed some tears when you leave.Not the kind that miss youthe kind that hurt me. Smiles fade real quick when you're around.Even though I miss the view I'll settle for the sound of your voice through the phone.I was fine here on my owntill you came and made me realize I'm still sad,still can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/799548/ Letter to H.H. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/797949/ Two years ago your eyes shown With a kind of light I wish I understood.Happiness captured in flecks of blue, Always true, but the truth is not all it should beI can remember the day I met youYour shirt didn't match your shoes and I told you soThat night we kissed underneath the moonYou s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/795725/ Tommy sits on the stoop cigarette in mouthhe takes a drag, sighs, breathes outthe stars are out tonight, but these are the suburbs they hide pretty deep in the cloudsStreet lamps reflect the glitter in the asphalt and innocence lays on the other side of the streetHe knew happiness lef.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/792207/ My favorite words tell you something My favorite songs tell it allI've got a jar full of tears and a body full of scarsMy brain is broken it has nothing to do with my heartI had every part of life warped from the startSo watch the stars and see them glowThat's how I see the world, you know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/788581/ For Caroline http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/782950/ Dear Who I Used To Be,take that last part of me and set her free. Let her go.Dear Who I Want To Be,keep in mind that you may never be totally, completely who you are.And Dear Who I Am Today,remember that you always have a say in what exactly happens to your heart.Change is a good thing when it&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/778845/ Summer nights flew by in a flashThe best one's spent with friendsSoon we'll all be gone and I'll be wearing redThis is every single thing I wish I'd said.I love you. I mean thatmore than I let on. Your my best friend,my first kiss, someone I can count on.And those two months of torture, it really bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/776813/ He stared into the fireplacewatching the flamesrise and fall; jump and flashAnd when he threw more newspaper to kindle the fire,for just a moment,it burned the same kind of greenflecked with orange that was in her eyes, and he thought of her againin the cream dress she wore when she w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/773699/ I am my own downfallI won't let you in, I won't let you infind reasons in my old oeuvreit hurts too much, it hurts too muchMy eyes were blue when we first metYou called my name againwanting me to come to bedYou kissed my neck and then you saidI'm going back to bedand you just want the love you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/769617/ She wears a locket around her neck*tick-tock* *tick-tock*no picture inside, a clock instead*tick-tock* *tick-tock*a pretty design on the outside to see*tick-tock* *tick-tock*don't you understand, the locket is sheworn, but beautiful, gorgeous you seebut open it up and its brokenyes, open her up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/766197/ Song for my brother http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/763704/ It came to me then that every moment up till today would have to last me foreverand 9 years wasn't enough I decidedI wanted more-- no, I needed more timeto see you smile when I scratched under your chinto see you run halfway down stairs and then stop to make sure I'm following.to feel your fluf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/758033/ I'm leavingand you're not coming with meI have a lot to saybut my words just won't agreeI'll miss youI'll give you that thoughtto keep with youbut don't let it rotbecause words and thoughts like that can festerand words and thoughts like that hurt, i should knowand I wouldn't wish that pain on anyth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/748252/ There is an elephant in this house but you won't see himwalking around hurting mehe just wants to be acknowledged, just wants to be seenI'm worth more than the corner girl I should mean more than thatbut you haven't spoken to me in 2 monthsI have a lot to say to youI always cry when you're.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/746285/ Summer is my favorite seasonI was born in the hazy heatIn the middle of a black and white citythat never goes to sleep I hear a black crow at my windowher song, it frightens mehard sandels, and coin medallionsa green dress, and Greek keys The things .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/723412/ We ran through pitch black woods and streets And I laughed and told you to look at the sky. It was a pretty swirl of clouds in grey and purple. I said "It looks like a nebula." You smiled, "What does that even mean?" We heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights in the distance. We w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/709275/ Those relationships people have, I don't understand them.I don't like to build emotional attachments with peoplebecause people always let me down.I have nothing to trust.I have no proof that this is false.I just have my bitter memories of everyone who has ever passed through my l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/698243/ Don't look back on that night with regrets;maybe it helped you learn.You did what you did.It happened. It's over.Don't look at yourself with shame or disgracebecause if you lost respect for yourself that night,it probably wasn't there in the first place.    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/696417/ Summer air makes me remembernothing in particular, just you.It doesn't seem to make a differencebut you're my ever burning ember  Green and blue just don't agreeI always knew we'd fall apartIt didn't seem to make a differencewith you I always felt so freeand now you'll al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/693767/ The smell of your cologne combined with Listerine and the faint scent of beerThe taste of mango italian sodas ina painted cafe downtown on NODATom Petty and Bruce Springsteen playing our favorites makes me want to free fall out into nothingand the bus stops at 82nd street for us,right outside the ar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/692744/ Are they yellow, green or grey?because the color that they are doesn’t matter. It’s the feeling they portray. And those Summer stars are gone, but your smell is still on my pillow. It’s Something Corporate. It’s The Shins. It’s spelling confusion with a K, like Konsta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/686861/ I have a lot of friends who are really religious. They go to church every week, read the Bible regularly and genuinely lead a very Christian life. I’ve always admired these friends because they are quite obviously strong and committed to what they believe. They don’t care what others say.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/664099/ You're the boy with messy brown hair and blue eyes framed with glasseswho I met at the park on a warm summer's nightwe talked about music and lifelike we'd known each other for years,but really those are the kinds of talks you can only have with strangersYou're the boy who kissed me in front of my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/663688/ Back when blue was our favorite color,and sheets, boxes, and cusions were the best toys,and my bedroom window was a television for the outside world,that's when Summer had a feeling, you know?Back when the lost and lonely followed us home,and we had two families,and camping in the backyard was the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/659894/ We were an odd pair, you and I.I had the wings. You wanted to fly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/659893/ You know, you were my rock onceI never left your sideyou were the shoulder where all my tears fellthe one that held all my secretsthe only one who knew meYou know, you were my sister oncethe only one on whom I could dependthe only person who's opinion mattered the one that set my examplethe girl I f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/659892/ She hides behind the sickness,so the real pain won’t hurt so bad.She realizes she’s the only witness.Her life is her own sketch pad.She draws her life like she dreams it.But why does she dream in nightmares?The girl in the foreground is playing piano,while the girl in the background just.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clockworklockets/659890/