http://slow.writerscafe.org/LindseyPamplin The original writings of author Lindsey en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010188 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 To the last person I Loved:I'm sorry that we wasted each other's time, four years is to long to be one side of ripples and the other of still water. In the year since I knew I had to move on I've finally found happiness, and I am sorry because I know that you haven't. I don't always think back to my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548901/ Close you're eyes and go to sleep,Dream of the blood you do not keep.See the shine of the metal blade,And feel the river pull you away.Drown in pleasure as your blood drips down,Forget the pain that you have found.If enough falls away from your wrists,Your soul will forever lose it's grip.And when y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548876/ This is about a time when my best friend's whole world was falling apart. Up until this point he had never been one to be upset or sad very often. I have never seen him in as much pain as in that time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548872/ This is about the abuse between a drunken father and his daughter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548858/ Her sweat is rolling down her neck and her spine, she's breathing as hard ash she can but it still doesn't feel like enough. Her chest and shoulders are in pain matching the excruciating pain in her knees but she doesn't care so she keeps pushing on. She feels music rushing through her veins and mov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548853/ Another description, but this was based on the first time we met in high school. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548849/ The third in my descriptions of my friends in story form. This one is a bit shorter, I went with a type of introduction this time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548676/ Another friend I wanted to see how I'd write them in a story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548674/ I wrote this after someone mentioned they wondered how a writer would describe them in a book, so I decided to figure out how I'd describe my best friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1548672/ It’s the middle of the night and I’m completely alone.My mind is filled with so many things,What am I supposed to do?The blaid, The glass, The razor.They call me like a singing Siren.I want to feel the sting,Feel the life flow out of me,Feel it slicing my skin.SharpIt’s pitch black.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1213341/ You're a simple girl.Comfortable Clothes and hair tied back,No makeup on.You love the stars and the people you meet,You're simply easy to please.But underneath that smiling face,I know the pain that you embrace.I see the storms your have in your mind,I find them in your deceiving eyes.You hate yours.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1212742/ The process of a depressed person trying not to cut themselves and then not being able to resist. But they accidentally go to far because they just couldn't help it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/1212740/ Dear little Magic 8 ball,Am I a fool for loving him?Signs Point to Yes.Of course I am, I always am just likeeveryone tells me..Dear little Magic 8 ball,Did he ever really care?My Sources Say No.Of course he doesn’t,No one else ever did..Dear little Mag.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/845079/ Please,Take my hand.I’m reaching out to you.I can see the pain you hide,So let me help you feelalright.Please,Take my hand,I’m reaching out to catchyou,I can see your falling down,So let me help you not hitthe ground.Please,Take my hand... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/845078/ Mirror, Mirror, On the wall.Am I still the ugliest ofthem all?My hair’s to split,My eyes to small,To you I’m always the ugliestof all.Mirror, Mirror,On the wall.Am I still the fattest ofthem all?My face is to round,My belly to bulgy,To yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/845077/ You will always matter to me,How do you not understand?I don’t care what you looklike,I don’t care that your weird.That’s why you are who youare.You will always matter to me.How can you not understand?I don’t careif your “heavy”or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/845076/ I’m walking outside of myroom,And I see lights stringaround the stair rail.Remember when you used those?I would help you set them up,And we would laugh wheneverwe made a mistake.I miss those days….I’m walking down to thebottom of the stairs,I se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/845074/ ….splash….splash….splash….The rains running waterexplodes under her feet.Running through the rivers ofher own tears,The water surrounds her soul.Consuming her being in thecool of raining tears.She runs away, trying toescape the pain.&hellip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/844991/ A story of another personality who could take control of the actual persons body. She was plain depression but upon return was all emotion. The best friend of the real girl showed love to all of her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/825845/ Are  you okay?What a stupid question.Would you be okay?If you were constantly hidden,If you almost never saw the light of day,If you always felt someone else's emotions,Would you be okay?If all you were was a part of someone's mind,If you had to take there pain and your own,If all you could eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/825843/ I wake in the morning,And feel a deep ache,Surrounding my heart,And making me shake.Dragged through the day,I hide it away,I keep it at bay,So I seem okay.I get back to bed,And lay down my head,Hiding with dread,The pain in my head.Lying I'm okay,I fear I will stray,Back to old days,Of death's alley.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/825839/ Look to the sky,What do you see?Do you see a wave of beauty and light,Full of peace and not of fright?Now lay on the ground,And what do you feel?Do you feel the soft dirt trace around you're skin,Showing you all it's true nature within?Now take a deep breath,And let in the rest.To sleep with a peace.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/781115/ I know it hurts,Just don't give up.It will get back the way it was.I know it's hard,But please don't stop.You'll get there and the pain will drop.I know it's exhausting,Just don't let go.It will all come back before you know.I know it's slick,But keep you're grip.Everything's coming back t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/781108/ I fell for you,I fell so hard.I was never ready for this part.You turned away,You let me crash.I never knew I could hurt this bad.You smiled at me,You smiled evilly.I felt my heart break unevenly.I felt you're hand,I felt it reach out.To give me the pain, it only wanted out of. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/781104/ What do you need me to say?Do you need me to say I'll be okay?Because I won't be,I will cry,I'll just wanna die.But for you, and only you,I'll send you a smile saying life is worth while.How do you need me to be?Do you need me to be as happy as can be?Because I won't be,I'm always being hurt,And pus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/781095/ Who am I?A question often unanswered.A question we all ask ourselves.But how often are we truly answered?Who am I?The question we can almost never answer.The question everyone needs to answer because,Of we don't know ourselves what can we ever really know?Who am I?I am a stranger to him and family t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/781091/ You made me cry, you made me bleed,Please....what more could you want from me?You hurt me more then I could sayI should hate you in every way.But it doesn't matter what I say,I cant' get myself to stay away.You made me cry, you made me bleed,Please....what more could you want from me?I lov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/765142/ It's about a huge battle my dragon had recently due to a harsh past. I was never told where the historic part happened so don't ask please! I hope you enjoy it. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/748190/ This poem was for my English Social Justice Project and I liked it so I wanted to put it up to see. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/725211/ I'm laying down,On a wooden rise,Wating after school ended.No one around just me and the wind.I'm staring up,At two large trees,Dancing with the blow of winds.The sun is shining through the green of the leaves,Through the trees joined branches of solitude.There is no sound,But th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/672736/ He loves her....He used to love me,He loved me every second of every day.I loved him back....We met simple as can be.We became friends,I started feeling something more for him,I told him, and he said he felt it too.We were happy.Though we could tell no one.I fell in love with him.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/671290/ This is a poem about a fallen soul who is desperate to live, but no one will stop to even pick it up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/669963/ This is about a person who is trapped in what someone did to them and cant help but feel hate to those still happy in the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/668530/ This is a bout a girl who has had everything happen to her but dosen't tell anyone. She insists that she is fine and that nothing is wrong when nothing is rite. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LindseyPamplin/667739/