http://slow.writerscafe.org/Morgan The original writings of author Morgan A Lynch en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776189166 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 just let me know what you think be honest i can take it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/464888/  I am not insaneIt is not suppose to be this wayJust want to feel again Darkness lies beneath the surfaceDemons pushing there way through the flesh Just need one more dayBefore they take me awayA day to smile and laughBefore it is all taken away My life .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/341193/ The sun starts to sink behind the mountainsthe air is warm and thickyou could almost cut it with a knifeThis is weather only evil could survive in Creamping out of the shadowsthey come for me Screaming for my sanityNo one can hear meSweaty hands over my mouth I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/335540/ Just something i had in my head http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/306362/  I wonder if people will know I am gone. Will they cry when they find out I have left this world? Will they weep for my love? Will they crave for my laughter? Will the ones that find me fall into hate? Will they yell why? What made this happen? If I was there I would whisp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/296074/  15 Dec Its past 2 am and I she finally hears the front door creep open, an unsettling feeling replaced her comfortable sense of safety. She checks on the baby before she walks down the stairs. As she heads down the stairs she is trying not to make noise so he will not hear her. She .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/253623/   You say I don’t care, That I just look right through you Can’t you see that I am trying to be the best I can You want me to be someone I can not be I keep getting pulled into different directions I cant live up to your expectations I will never be good eno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/233678/   I feel so alone reaching my hand out No one is there to pull me out I’ve dug my self this hole With no one around Slipping deeper into the pain Trying to claw my way out Fingers bloody Broken nails on the ground Tear drops on my cheek And death in my e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/233676/  Dear Son, Make sure you listen to your grandmaAnd do everything you dream of doingThough I am not coming home from this desertI will still be with you I am the wind that blows through your red hairThe sun that shines on your faceI will live on in your heart I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/229064/ just a little love poem. i dont do these that offten so be nice http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/228987/  Sweet little faces their brown eyes staring at me dead at the first sight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/227481/ Wrote this one when i was overseas on the sandbox http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/219211/  The sun goes down It starts to darken The harsh screams of hell start to grow louder Silent songs of angels grow softer The sky turns red From all the blood shed Everyone runs and hides when the sun dies all the demons come alive lying there kicking and screaming plea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morgan/219207/