http://slow.writerscafe.org/VoiceCrowe The original writings of author Voice Crowe en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022886 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I remember the wild beasts. The things of the night that hidunderneath my bed when I was a child. They hid inside the closet toying with mymind like a sadistic game of cat and mouse. Don’t walk; jump, into bed. I wascaptured inside my head, an army o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/2078222/ slewing into despairI sit -- alone.my head poundingagainst a hardened surface,I consider. Perhapsshooting stars are the moon’s tears;we must bleedso that the heart may cry.I sit -- and wonderconceivably, we are allInsa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/2034950/ Memories of you will go on in my dreamsDestiny has an awakening, it seems....You are no longer beside me now....You're gone now forever, to heaven you're boundWhy did the Lord have to take you awayYou were the light that showed me the wayAll of my strength, my courage, came from you....You showed me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987905/ The autumn colors hold no wonder for herFor all she can see is black and grayWhite is too pure to exist from her eyesThe darkest shades of red appear in her solemn hourThe season of spring for her shattered soulRemains the blackest spell of them allAll of the world's gracious shades have turned to d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987897/ She never felt love so stronglyThan the love you gave to herEven though she'd treat you poorlyYou never would surrenderShe would pull you nearThen push you awayShe couldn't conquer her fearShe couldn't be savedYou tried and you tried You sacrificed your heartShe cried and she c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987862/ You told her a lie from your slithering tongueAnd drew her into your despairYou made promises you couldn't keepAnd you made her believe she was worthlessEvery word was a mark against her spiritAnother damaging phrase to break her soulThough she would never do the same to youYour dagger.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987573/ The storm inside has wonThe anger, the fear, the sorrow, the painIt wonShe let him goNot just for the sake of her mindBut for the sake of his heartAnd in turn, she broke her ownOh the curse of living for othersShe does not yet understand to be her own personShe does not yet underst.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987499/ She's a beautiful disaster from the outside looking in.She's clothed with the sea, the clouds and evergreen, yet she's aching deep within.She's the mother of life; a giver, a healer and a wonder to inspire.The children take and take, 'tis never enough, bleeding her dry, they set her afire.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987186/ When a young girl meets devastation by not being able to go trick-or-treating on Halloween, she discovers magic and a talking cat through the power of her own wish. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/VoiceCrowe/1987150/