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		<description>The original writings of author M.J.Grace</description>
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			<title>I am not sorry</title>
			<description>Why do I look outside of myself for validation?You told me that I don't knowFrom the beginning it seems you have been telling me that I am wrongMy thoughts. Wrong.My feelings. Wrong.My body. Wrong.I just woke up.I know now that MY thoughtsAre mine.You can't tell me what to think.I know now that MY f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/686119/</link>
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			<title>egg shells</title>
			<description>Dancing on egg shellsDelicately side steppingCarefully considering my next wordsThe air is tightI tip toe past this elephantHolding my breathMy voice crashes the silence</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685810/</link>
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			<title>REALITY</title>
			<description>Thought it was hard when I was far from you.&amp;nbsp;It's worse now that I feel so far away.&amp;nbsp;No matter the miles or minutes, you are my fantasy.&amp;nbsp;Every time I close my eyes I see you.&amp;nbsp;I smell you.&amp;nbsp;My imagination goes wild during every quiet moment.&amp;nbsp;My mind runs to you every chan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685809/</link>
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			<title>I write in code</title>
			<description>These are the days I can't trust what I writeFor fear of these words one day being readI write in code&amp;nbsp;A secret language I can only hope to rememberThese nights of fog may allude me one dayI can't even trust myselfDreaming of endless kisses as I miss my loveNo excuses&amp;nbsp;No betrayals&amp;nbsp;It ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685549/</link>
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			<title>You WOULD come with a warning label</title>
			<description>I don't know if this classifies as a poem, it is sort of a free write, I generally write poetry...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685542/</link>
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			<title>Freedom</title>
			<description>this was from a love affair</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685540/</link>
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			<title>Crushed</title>
			<description>At what point does this count as unbearableWhen can I throw my hands up and walk awayOr stayWhen are these pieces too shattered to be repairedI can only be broken so many times before I am uselessI won't stop until the bad outweighs the goodThe good is infinitely betterThe bad is continuously worseY..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685538/</link>
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			<title>This Time</title>
			<description>This timeI lay next to youI am not not close enoughI hold your hand and it is so rightI wish for time to stopIt won'tThe light comes too quicklyWhen I close my eyes I will the world to stop turningYour fingers on my shoulder, my back, my hip...Your energy electrocutes my spineLeaning into you I feel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685536/</link>
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			<title>Beneath the Surface</title>
			<description>On the outside i'm sitting calmSmiling sweetlyYou'd never know that my insides are on fireIt's a war zoneExplosions left and rightSo exhausting&amp;nbsp;i can't relaxI lay here and try to calm itBut my veins are burningI feel the energy radiatingIt's bursting through my poresI can't contain it&amp;nbsp;Stil..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685534/</link>
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			<title>Waiting</title>
			<description>I have been walking under waterThe sounds are muffledMy vision blurredI can't breatheAwaiting the eventual gulp of fresh airThis wait is worth the agony, althoughSometimes I feel that overwhelming urge to come up for airMaybe stay up there?I waitI wait until the numbers stop, they move so slowEach s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685532/</link>
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			<title>Labyrinth In Me</title>
			<description>I can feel you hereIn the back of my mindSuch a comfort to know you're hearing my thoughtsWhispering the answers to my most uncomfortable questionsIncepting the perfect words into my rhymes&amp;nbsp;It used to be so lonely and coldYou've warmed up my gaping subconscious&amp;nbsp;My head used to be such a pa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685531/</link>
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			<title>Energy</title>
			<description>So lonely and never alone.Sitting in a crowd enduring all of your emotions,Can't you keep them to yourself?Maybe I should shut you out?When you hurtI hurt, at least you know why.The energy in my world is exploding,You keep assaulting me with your debris. &amp;nbsp;Can't you just hold back?It's not my jo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685530/</link>
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			<title>Dejavu</title>
			<description>The purest emotionThis makes no senseMaybe it's the way I should have loved myselfI appreciate the YOU in ME... and the Me in YOUWhy is my pen aching to define this mess of entangled feelingsHow many different ways will I vindicate usI close my eyes and I try to remember our past livesI can't shake ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685525/</link>
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			<title>You Are Like Home</title>
			<description>I have never connected so instantly w someone I have never metI have never known someone so intimately before we even spokeI have never heard someone use my phrases with out ever having a conversationI have never finished someone's sentences&amp;nbsp;-or had my words stolen right off my tongueI am blown..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685522/</link>
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			<title>The Wind</title>
			<description>I miss you and the wind is so angryIt's crying for meI cannot be who I amI can't give my heart a voiceSo the wind is calling youI can hear it's devastation and my heart shattersknowing the wind can feel it, tooMy eyes burn as i listenThe sound is outside my windowThe pain is in my chestI let my lone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685520/</link>
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			<title>My Soul Knows</title>
			<description>I have never heard your voice, felt your skin or looked into your eyes.&amp;nbsp;My soul knows you.&amp;nbsp;Everything seems backwards&amp;nbsp;And I am so comfortable.&amp;nbsp;We're old friends who have never met.&amp;nbsp;I know nothing about you,&amp;nbsp;Why do I feel like I know everything?&amp;nbsp;I can see us listeni..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685517/</link>
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			<title>To Think We Could Build A Wall</title>
			<description>I'm looking at these ruinsThis mess of fallen bricksI remember when we built itA wall that would never fallWe chose a weak foundationAnd faith instead of cementWe patched the holes with empty promisesYou ignored the cracksI tried to hold it together&amp;nbsp;When I saw the first bricks fallYou turned yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mymemnoch/685508/</link>
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