http://slow.writerscafe.org/Smurfie123 The original writings of author Time. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991422 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 That girl you see’ isn’t who she always use to be. It’s hard for you to understand, Life has come to a still stand. God always has a plan, no we don’t always see his hand. Let it go time for you to be free, can’t you see the chains he holds, has a lock upon your soul. G.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/994522/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/994520/ I am not lost,I am not sad,I am not mad,Fallen from grace, trying to find my place, The old me, gone without a trace,What a waste of life,  I feel the cold edge of a knife.Feeling cold? Could this explain why your suddenly bold?For me, for us to see my down must be a plus, Do you beli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/837326/ Look at me, pain and misery will be all that you see,Surrounded by lies, not a great surprise, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/812363/ I give more then I receive,Is it so hard for you to believe?What do you expect to achieve?I am me,Where do I find "we"I'm prying myself free.Where do I begin,It's so hard to look within,I feel like a stranger in my own skin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/811897/ “What I need; do you even hear me plead? Do I give you joy, when you see my arms bleed, I give you my all, from the top you watch me fall, A wall of hate, how am I too relate, I am not a toy, I am a sad ploy used for your joy, why I see truth in obvious lies. A ruse father with a short fuse, h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/791591/ My skin, burns wipe away your concerns.Life is full of twist and turns,Will I be missed?Surely I have the right to be pissed,Broken wrist, after our very first kiss,Did I ask for this?Rain falls, I ignore all of my calls,To complain, would be to admit my pain,Never will I play that game,Contain the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/780416/ For me, waking up for school is hard to do, for one I hate my bus, and my bus driver, my teacher is mean and angry all of the time and the older kids always take the funnest things to play with outside... True most of that sucks, but the true reason my day is filed with sunshine is because of becca .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/772345/  Please state your name, tommy looked at the social worker sitting opposite of him, she smiled and nodded, he took a breath to steady his nervousness, "Tommy Riley"  Tommy are you aware of the reason your here? Again tommy took a long steady breath to calm himself, "Daddy hurt me"? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/772328/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/772325/ I keep the broken bottle under my pillow.I know he will come home drunk, the same way hr has the past 4 years, My family use to ask me, "how do you put up with it cassie" And I would always tell them "it will get better he's just stressed" I regret those words now, It hasn't gotten better, I don't r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/769461/ A text message I sent, and so It went;Away away, No response untill the next day.How could my love be treated this way?I put my love on display, can she meet me halfway..My time, to her is worth not a dime;she laughs at my silly rhyme.Quiet Quiet, to be her mime.What ever I have done must be a crime.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/769441/ We kissed, our lips finally touched, things were never rushed,As we headed downhill I thought, this must be godswill, Is this love real? I love how she made me feel...Slow we go, toe to toe, where we stand, A simple plan,no where to land,  A spark leaving it's mark in the dark,this is the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/765395/ A girl that has more problems than I can ignore,A girl in which I adore, these feelings make me feel as if I'm at war,Trapped inside giving myself the grand tour,Is she the one to fight for?I am poor, rotten to the core,So why does she crave more?She has always been my life rail,My darling why .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/758645/ A taste of pain, From me you will never gain the SATISFACTION THE GRATIFICATION, of knowing that you hurt me... A life I live deserves more credit then what you give... Must you hate? I cant relate, A feeling I imitate, but why? why do I try? This coldness, Is Ice, Ice to me, Cold  wrapping me .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/753149/ I look out ; my past shall it forever last? I see the sun, shall I have fun? Ever stop my internal run... A sad life it may seem, to those outside just a bad dream, who can understand the pain? Will it ever go away? Swept caressly  by the rain into an open drain, silly kids game.. Might it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/753144/ I am me,No use for we,Up Up I grow like the tree,Strong, and free oh so tall,Nothing below to break your fall,Limbs that grow over the wall,They want stop  untill they reach the top,Kids grin over there big win...10 years i've been...Growing.Growing.Growing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/753137/ Her  body is sore, Giving all of the signs she can not ignore,I ask you darling, is it everything you asked for?I feel a coldness within my core, one in which I can not ignore.Why must words be so violent? Why must she sit so silent?She must be abused, she is much to bruised, his actions&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/750086/ Mary walked down stairs to the smell of eggs and bacon, as she did everymorning for the past 15 years.. Never had her mother failed to be up before mary had to be in school to have her breakfast cooked. Mary thought nothing of it, she was use to people treating her this way, as if she were a preciou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/749389/ I want her to know she is seen,I want her to be my queen,Even though I am but a teen,She is as steady as a stream,Always always in my dream,We both have a common theme,I must advise a gaze into,her eyes, Without tears,do not cry, for she will never lie,she would radther die, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/746132/ Love is in the air,blowing through her hair,she shouts she has nothing to wear,that is her problem to bear,I believe she should go bare,let the people stare, butwe must play fair. The sun is out to play, I wish we could stay,This way, for more then a day,I must lay dow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/741564/ "My name is James' It comes with fame, I'm sorry that drives you insane,  Your so vein you can't understand my strain, let the hurt wane, get on the train or the plane, and go to maine, or spain, please don't leave your stain." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/741096/ I'm lost, the ground is glossed with an icy frost, who am I? the guy that told the lie, but why? But no matter how hard I try, I still ask why? I wish I could cry, No I wish I could die, Nomatter how hard I try, I still ask  why? I lied, in which I tried to hide, but you cried, you know I lied. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/739930/ My tears are dried, can we act like I never lied?To be normal, if only we could act formal,How am I to match, when were going throughthis patch, When I light the flame, I feel lame,Night, makes us fight. Your always right.I don't have  a reason to complain,I have always been vain, y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/739195/ It may seem a little- Corny but oh well I had to write http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738714/ I am but a passing face, in an ever changing race, Set a steady pace or you will never reach the finish with grace,  we all need our personal space, Run explore and have fun,even if your burdon ways a ton, Never shun for we all run for the fun,  it dosent matter who won. In the dark leav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738694/ I must confess I live my life one way,one way, the way I believe I must,It is my choice,not because of,your voice. I live free, a way that best,compliments me,I do what I must, with very,little fuss, I'm quite happy, some may thinkmy writing's to sappy,Why say Hi, w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738611/ Where are you? when I cry? don't you dare lie. I'm alone, so I'm on my own, You stand at the alter do you ever falter? my heart is full of woe, your my dangerous foe, You never let me know, why I was never enough I act tough, but this is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738555/ I hate you, I really really do, I'm sorry was that to direct? What all did you expect? Arms wide like the rushing tide, This hate is killing me inside, I wish I wish you had died, All this time knowing you lied, you are the tool I was th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738486/ As the night drew on, the queen dismissed the dinner, in a fluent motion, for the guards to remove every one from the room, talkin somehow made it past the gurards sweep, the queen walked through the empty room looking at all that she had gained in her royalty. "your majesty? A soft child’s vo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738453/ I can't lie I want to die,Cut my wrist, break my fist,Slow pain, let my blood rain, I'll take my time, and be a mime,quiet a silent riot,A parade, more of a charade. Hang the noose, don't let it loose,I lay my life on the line, make my body a shrine,let it be seen inbet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738198/ My heart is cold, something inwhich you cant't hold. all alone I sit on a marble throne, Stairing at whats before my eyes, Nothing but a bunch of lies. Impairing my judgements of prepairing a life for myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738145/ Ever so blue,up in the sky,it flys so high. Up up and away,fly fly high in the sky,Let them wonder why, Out of sight into the night,without fright Wish it,an oh so safe flight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738121/ I Try;  but is that not enough you crave more, you silly drunk w***e,  To much for me to endore sending me to an early grave, you scream for me to behave, I cry you smack me and tell me I lie, I cry  and cry and cry and ask why? Drown me, Let me go down, quit draggi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738075/ -Queen Sarenth found it hard to concentrate on the feast laid out on the table before her, she had just received a disturbing report, very disturbing. She had lost two boundry walls in the protection of bedronia. The only chance of protecting the city against hands on combat. Magic would not be a pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738026/ In a blinding flash of brilliant white light, the queen fell to the ground in an instant. Her body met the frozen ground with excruciating pain.. Her sight blurred for a moment, unconsciousness was knocking at her and without a second though she surrendered... when she awakened she could smell the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738024/ A book I started about a month ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738023/ Her name, is like a flame leaping up onto me, into me around me, surrounding me. Although she causes me grief, this is my belief, She could have me, would she have me is what I must ask, I can put away the mask, she see's the true me, the real me. But can she understand h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738011/ I am so young, My life has barely begun. I  still have time to stop and smell the roses, try all the different poses. I have time I'm still  in my prime time  to develop my style, it may take a while, every day will be a trial. On level ground I may have found a passion or maybe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/738003/ How am I to confide? When you lied. I tell you I almost died. When you talk I walk, I'm altogether casual, can you not tell a differnece? A difference in me, A difference in us? It's not my opinion im your dominion. Everything you told me was fake, Leaving me crawling in it's wake. You gav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/737996/ How I feel about being left. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/737982/ A poem describing how it feels when your pushed to your very edge and then you fall. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Smurfie123/737978/