http://slow.writerscafe.org/Lunabearz The original writings of author Christy Andrews en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042565 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The mask I wear,Is of happiness and bliss.You will never know,How I'm dieing inside.When I'm standing there,Laughing at your jokes,And smiling the way I do.  I'm crying on the inside.Behind this mask you see,Is the real me.The pain and sadness, That's deep inside. A girl who lost,Her mothe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978781/ He's always there,With his confusing metaphors,& comforting words that guide me.His heart so big,And his caring personality,Are part of what makes him, him.  He's so intelligent, and unique,And he has such a way with words.When I read his poetry,I am blown away by his words. &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978778/ Here is the shell,Of who I once was.I'm hard as hell,Yet, I'm full of scars.Here's the memory,Of who I once was.They are just that,A memory.Nothing more than,Pictures and words. All of which,I have left behind. All of the good and bad,I took and held it all in.All of the ups and downs,Ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978773/ Sitting here alone,Trying so hard to hold my own.A knife in one hand,And a picture in the other.The knife so sharp,Waiting to give me release. The picture,So warm and inviting. A reminder to me,Of the good days behind me. A picture of my best friend and I,Both smiling real smiles.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978770/ Do you hear me,Silently screaming?Calm on the outside,Full of rage on the inside.Do you see me?Turmoil clear in my eyes,Quietly losing my grip,Losing my mind. Do you hear me,Silently screaming,& calling out for helpSo stubborn on the outside,Yet so helpless on the inside.  I screa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978769/ Things I have written years ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978767/ I know I'm not always the easiest to love, and sometimes I'm tough to be around, but please don't give up on me. Being a person who constantly who over thinks everything can be difficult. I know that I love you with every inch of me being, but I get stuck in my head and sometimes I get lost.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978752/ Anxiety- an unwanted, unwelcomed friend that will never go away, and who follows me everywhere.It's weird; You know that absolutely nothing wrong. You know that everything will work out, but no matter what, it sits there weighing you down with no reasoning. At 16 years old I went to the hospita.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978751/ Hello old friend. Well your not exactly a friend, but for some reason I treat you like one sometimes. Even though you treat me like a worthless person. I keep coming back to you over and over because you are so embedded into my being. So I treat you like your my only 'friend' when in fact you most d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978750/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978749/ I love words. It's why my nose is always in a book, a pens in my hand, or my headphones are in my ears. It's why the brain is my favorite part of the body. I will fall for what you say over how you look. This is also why I prefer compliments about my mind instead of my body. I'd like to be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978748/ I  can still remember when we met all those years ago. I remember laughing so hard our stomachs hurt, all those talks I would have never shared with anyone else, telling you about the guy that I knew I wanted to spend my life with but didn't think I deserved. I remember all those summers we spe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Lunabearz/1978746/