http://slow.writerscafe.org/WeakFreak The original writings of author Ghost writer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776058423 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm sinking, so fast it feels like falling, when people ask where I'm falling I know I'm not cause there's no bottom to hit, I've gone beneath it, I'll go down farther, weights tied to my feet, tied to my hands I can't reach, can't look to the surface, weights round my neck, a weight on each.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2771489/ out of the darkness crawl monsters I've made, with a guilty conscience I pay, live every day the same and struggle to change, what do they see when they look at me?That my eyes match my hair, do they stare? Do they see any deeper than the flesh mask I wear, to my bodies despair, my min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2769109/ I'll be your tums,When you're anxiety turns and rolls in your tummy making it hurt to eat,But when your stomach aches,I'll try to be your medicine.I'll be your melatonin, When your melancholy thoughts keep you up at night,But when you can't sleep,I'll try to be your medicine.I'll.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2768847/ Dear AmericaDear America, what a monster you are, politics and greed,The only way to get into office is to slit a few throats on the way,Still we keep choosing going eenie meenie miney moe, or pick the lesser of two evils, you know? To show up with a suit and a tie and tell us how to live ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2767731/ Born in the heat, but moved to lonely roads and the company of trees,Toddle, tidder, fall but always learn to stand,Love the rain, soggy socks and cold sand,Eat sour grapes from the vine, crawl underneath, crawl on top and play make believe,Hunt bigfoot, never trust reality,Call for mommy,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2766943/ Grave watcher watch and grave watcher grumble, grave watcher whistle your toon, Grave watcher feel the earth and hear the whispers from the tomb, oh grave watcher watch as the rain falls on the ground, scattering pieces of people's souls all around, watch as the grass collects all the pieces and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2764605/ Zoo's hold beasts and monsters,Yes I think it's true,XuRue is something new,What a new monster,Vicious monster with plans to attack, no,Undeniably laid back,Tactile tapping on the monsters back,Something suspicious about his mouth rack,Roar! or was it a board yawn?Quite alright i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2764604/ There's someone who looks like me,She holds my hand,And tells me how deeply to breath,She takes care of me when I care to listen, 'It will be fine' whispers the one who looks like me,She helps me,She's ghostly,When anxiety plunders, My ghostly friend wonders,I wonder too,She grou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2763598/ Play RoomWe've all got skeletons in our closets,Teeth wrapped up in tissue shoved deep into our pockets,We're all psychotic,We all play with cadavers like puppets on strings,Like rag dolls that fall down on needles and springs,We tease people with spiders on spider threads,We play ga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2763383/ You were like my Seven, Come eleven eleven it will be the end of us as friends,Cause I'll wish for never another thought, never another care,Just not for you, but even though I might wish to, I know I'll never forget you, I could never hate you, I just hate the things you do,The way you tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2763382/ She's been caught in the riptide of suicide, too many things filled her brain and it drove her insane, she never had faith she never wanted fame, all she ever did was cry in the rain, all the people told her she couldn't remain, and she believed them because she had nothing to gain, her mind a runaw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2763380/ The mask is my prison, epidemic, tell me not to breath, save me, tiny monsters linger, they look for us every day, sometimes they find us, sometimes they stay away, sometimes the harm they cause is small, sometimes it's not, tiny monsters, worry,Worry about the tiny monsters, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2763379/ This Poem is not an attack,not like the attack you aimed at me,I'm simply stating facts and facing feelings,I'm sick of writing poems about you,I've wasted so many good lines and so much time,writing about you,So this is the last poem I will write in ode to you,I will not be inspired by the feelings.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WeakFreak/2177692/