http://slow.writerscafe.org/Lourisa The original writings of author Lourisa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775992484 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 And so we meet again 1 amThis affair must endI do not love you I despise youYou’re driving me insaneNo more coffeeNo more writingSleep, sweet sleep Is all that must remain.     Good night. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1277925/ I built this boat of Black Locust and OakTo sail the seven seasTo cross blue waters, brave black stormsSo I could get to meLabour all night, sleep all dayThe voyage could beginSail away on Columbus DayLook for remission of sinThe storm was too fierce, the water too hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1277887/ Nothing matters anymore. The sun shines, the wind blows,The grass grows. Who cares?Nothingness turned into somethingEmptiness filled with happy lies.But who cares?White roses broken, taintedBy splattered mudTrampled on and gone.Blackness enters every ce.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1277815/ What deep wounds ever heal without scars?What scars ever truly shows how deep the wound has been?What man can forever live behind bars?What life behind bars truly reflects the battle scene?What death would be merciful enough not to cause a mar?What mercy would ever hide the sins .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1270881/ An autumn leaf's acceptance of its fate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1267427/ A description of the events leading up to admission to the psychiatric ward. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1262413/ A memoir of what it feels like to suffer from major depressive disorder (the diagnosis was later changed to bipolar disorder 2) and also what it feels like being a patient in a psychiatric ward. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1262408/ Observations and personal experience in a psychiatric ward. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1202609/ in the shadow of the foreston a bed of rotten leaveswhere life and death can't coexistsleeps the king of callous thieves.in times gone by and yet to comethe callous king would stealthe soul of every wearisometurn their hearts to coldest steel.the heartless soul would wander then.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1200628/ it really doesn't matter I never sleep anymore, I was a careless fool looking for a happy ever after been on strange and lonely tracks been through the fires of hell I was a careless foolnever noticing the falling axe no happy ever after standing calmly a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/1200585/ There never was a promise of another spring to come,no more gentle bird songs, nor beatings of your drum.   There never was a promise of sunshine all year long,no more white waves crushing, nor children chanting songs.   There never was a promise of soft landings on dying leaves,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/734097/ In dancing flames with outstretched arms you're standing, waiting there, one last kiss and one last hug but how do I get there? Make a wish or say a prayer but I'm still here and you're still there.Our worlds will never meet, a fate too hard to bare. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/731882/ I closed my eyes and saw a fishswimming in my water bowl."Don't make me a dish,"the sweet fish asked,"but take me back to the rabbit's hole.He's preparing a feastand all is invited,so please take me eastI'm so excited,to dine on a catjust imagine that!"I opened my eyes and ran to my bowl.No fish in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/729883/ Pardon me sir, but can i borrow a dream?Borrow a dream?How can that be?You are still young, I'm very oldsurely you should havemore dreams than me to unfold?I did, sir.  Five bags full I had...Five bags full you say?And you lost them all on your way?You're a negligent boy, my lad!Witho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/728498/ Just a little poem to all my Kiwi kids with monsters lurking in the dark. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/727002/ Far off-shore in the dense dark nighta small boat's sailing forththrough storms and starsand scattered hopesto the Dying Lands up north.The storm soon pass a silence fellthe small boat's sailing byFor broken dreamsand scattered hopes'a deadly lullaby.The Land's in sight, a ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/723300/ Where are you now?Why all the tears?Don't let the dark awaken false fears.he's only sleeping Lay down and rest.Your journey is still long.It's not time yet for your last swan song.you'll meet againNight falls too hard?Fill your soulwith hope from the light of the stars.You're not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/719428/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/715869/ a whisper and a scream, a life lost,a fulfillment of a dream,an empty chair,an unsaid prayera tear, a smile unseen.a secret told,a fire too cold a brick wall in between.a whisper in a dream,this world was never meant for himand is not meant for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lourisa/715814/