http://slow.writerscafe.org/RudieRock The original writings of author Rudie Rock en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776049690 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I saw his face in the rain.His touch water droplets,My skin the windowpane.In his eyes I saw stars and comets.His gaze a constellation,Of which I can only dream to be admits.In his arms I saw a safe haven.His hold on me like warm honey,His soul an image of heaven.In our time I saw a melody.Our love .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/2060447/ I used to worry about the monster under my bed.Now I am fighting the demons in my head.The times change.People are so strange.Much scarier than a child’s nightmares,are the menacing stares.I used to scream and cry.Now my eyes  have run dry.The headaches are the same.Causes go by a differe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/2029698/ I had a dream I was drowning.It scared me how much it burned.Cement for feet I was quickly sinking,Into the dark, cold, depths of the sea. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/2013667/ Standing still while my mind runs away without me.My eyes shift, absorbing all that I see.Words and sounds flooding in.Tears dripping slowly off my marble chin.My heavy arms reach for potential.An impatient call ringing through my skull.“Move forward or die!”I have no reply. The hot summ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/2013332/ Kicking away empty cans.Strolling around in the dark.Settling in a nest of unravelled plans.Let the flames devour my entirety.Melt away my mistakes.Save me from drowning in this empty sea.Bring me up into the moon’s gentle light.Help me fly easily like a flurry of snowflakes.Far away from this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/2012449/ Liquor bottle smashed on the floor.Picking up the piece that slice my fingers.Just a casualty of the great war.Crossing every line as my vision blurs.Grabbing glass after glass.Doing nothing but the same old dance.Wishing this feeling would pass.Slipping into the same drunken trance.Tears can only f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/2011443/ Gentle footsteps into pitch blackness.Hopefully death will show some kindness.He holds a cigarette loosely from his crooked smile blowing thick, intoxicating smoke.Beckoning closer the soul which life broke.A gray, bloodless hand reaches forward,calling for a kiss fit for a coward.The weary travelle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1998782/ Frozen hands reaching toward the fire.Not a care about how it will burn.The static noise only growing louder.Perhaps it is my turn.Up, up. Crackling, crumbling.My soul's burning up.I am nothing more than ashes left drifting.Shaking legs move ever closer to the edge.Ready to jump without fear.Sk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1998781/ Strings of smoke hanging in the airabove the lonely heart below.A silent prayerfor an end to the immeasurable sorrow. Streams of tears washing over a tattered soul,shreaded by the gears of fate.After losing all control,it's so easy to soffocate.Pitter, patter,raindrops fall.Cold hands beginning.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1990818/ Smoke clouds the room,ghostly faces appear in the dark.The never ending sense of incoming doom.Just urge to leave my mark,a need to conquer all.A steady flow of alcoholand a dash of grass.Hopeless soul searching for a cure-all.Swirling in quicksand,drowning in the hourglass.Working for nothing,and a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1981260/ My heart was blowing in the winduntil it found you.You seemed to have caught it but like a solar flareyou set it on fire then left me without a trace.Now all there is left is the charred remains of all the progress I had made.All my hopes crumbling to dust,all because I was foolish enough to be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1947183/ Trying to smother a flame and in the process burning myself alive. I am to blame for putting the car into drive only to find the breaks are cut. Never sure of what it takes to keep above the surface. Falling steady not knowing where everything stands. Wondering down a foggy path reaching forward wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1945365/ Everyday when I came home from school my parents would ask the same question."What did you learn in school today?"I always hated this question.It was hard to learn anything while facing a war zone.While I was suppose to be learning math and scienceall I was learning was how to put up defense.five to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1933096/ Pink clouds drift covering the blue sky.The breeze tickling the green grass.People tumbling by.Standing still amongst the life of the earth.Grounded yet aimless.Searching for purpose.Deperate for answers.Cars speeding down the street.Concrete buildings towering over the site.Sometimes souls meet whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1933079/ Just some thoughts on social media and the internet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1931352/ Useless time and lonely places.Cracking, breaking emotionless, passing faces.Headphones inas I keep on climbing.Searching for successbut dissapointment is all I am finding.The air is calm slowly surrounding drifting, floatingI am suffocating.I am a failure.Why am I so damn unsure.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1931347/ Days upon daysA price for a week.I have been lazing aboutwaiting for school to be out.I dropped everything to chase pleasures.I wasted my timenow I must take drastic measures.I am slowly drifting out of realityinto my panicked state.Nothing is getting done.Deadlines are coming.I won't make it.I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1930817/ I want to be graceful just like you.Pretty like you,Lovable like you.but I am not you.I am outspoken.I am broken.I am the definition of all that is undesirable.I am refered to as "cute"never beautiful.I have a "good personality."These things hit me subliminally.Making me feel homely.I like people&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1927985/ Let's go to the moon.You and me.Shooting through the sky.After a lifetime of dreaming to fly.Bring the party.Packing tequila.We are going to dance in the stars tonight.There is nowhere else I would rather be.In the end we know we will need to return,with tales of space peopleand the weight of space .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1924969/ Trust. Easy enough to spell.Harder to feel.Impossible to grasp.Yearning to be heard.Failing to speak.There is no start.There is no end.A vicious cycle where only I have the breaks.A fruitless struggle to stay afloat.Gasping for air.Losing the fight.Stepping down from the chair.I will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1922893/ Darkness by now is an old friend of mine.A monster hidden in my shadow.Every once and awhile it shows it's full rath.A negative view in the mirror.A misspoken word.Wandering down a path blanketed in fog.The whispers of ghosts drag me further.Down into a spiral of self loathing.Slowly suffocating. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1922104/ I hear the screams through the walls.I see the masks walking up and down the halls.Nothing is real. Laughter is my smoke and mirrors.Each comment slicing deeper and deeper.Everyone hearing but not listening.Everyone seeing but doing nothing.Everyone talking but silent. Do they see me crumb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1922097/ Mirror, Mirror on the wall,What happened to the girl who once stood tall?Now she stands apologizing to her reflection in the glass,Her vision blurred from heavy consumption of alcohol.She brings a cigarette to hang clenched between her lips,As tear from her face dribble down and slowly drips.Once up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1922094/ When things lose their shine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1920377/ Constantly surrounded by the syrupy waters which filled my lungs as I sunk deeper into the sea. The schools of fish passed me by, faded colors of their smooth scales could be seen through my blurred vision. At that moment I no longer felt the same worries as the calm of the water washed over me, cle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1920374/ Humans today spend more time waiting than doing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RudieRock/1920372/