http://slow.writerscafe.org/NemoNelson The original writings of author NemoNelson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776064807 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Running. The steady beat of my feet against the pavement can barely be heard over my sobs. I can't breath. I have to keep going. I'm lost. I turn a corner.... And I'm falling falling falling. There is no sound, no feeling, nothing. Just the sight of the rocks growing steadily closer. They say your l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/786987/  I've been told to say how I really feelI'll tell you, but the story ain't prettyIt's a harsh tale of how I ended up like thisBrace yourself, for this tale of extremities Before I turned a year oldMy mother left me aloneShe decided her drugs meant more to her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/777670/ It always starts out as a great dayUntil the panic sets in.I can't stop it; I can't see it comingAnd it hits me like a tidal waveOf emotion, and fright.I havenothing to be afraid ofI know that much, but It's not up to me to decide what tofeelI've been taken over By this hor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/777086/ On a Saturday nightWith a big kitchen knifeA young boy of fifteenTakes his own life.The news shocked us allHis teachers and friendsIt's hard to process When someone's life endsWe went to his door,With lit candles and sangTo show how we caredAnd to help with the painSometimes it's hardTo see how our .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/774807/ My stomach flipsMy heart thundersAnd all I can think is why.My eyes lock with yoursMy breath stops shortFor just a second as you walk byIt's been a few monthsSince the night that we foughtAnd now I'm being forced to think ofyouI thought I would liveSince you were .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/773932/ Every day is a new fightI fight because I have toI've been fighting for longer than I can rememberI sometimes forget what I'm fighting forBut that won't stop me,I keep fightingI fight for nothingand  for everythingFor loveand  for hateFor lifeand  for deathFor nowand forever http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/772262/ It’s dark hereAnd so cold…I’ve been here for so long,Alone, aside from the rushing facesFaces that look like nothing,That say nothing, Hear nothing.But now there’s a stranger.He’s like me, alone and lostHe tries to talk to the rushing faces“Where am I?” &ld.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/772211/ I find hope in the stars http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/772112/ She used to be confidentShe had a lot of friendsShe laughed and smiledUntil I killed her.I killed her the day I picked up that razorThe sting of the blade pierced her heartAnd now, she’s gone for good. I miss her sometimes,When I’m alone, I cry about itI ask myself; Was it worth it?Was i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/771109/ The therapist’s office smells like stale coffee and looks like he designed it after a 60’s movie. God, I wish it was the 60’s. Freedom, drugs, rock and roll. Everyone was okay. There was no Borderline Personality Disorder. There were no scars to hide. Unfortunately, it&rsqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/771107/ Foolish girl.You run around with a taped-on smile, promising your heart to everyone and no one. Your eyes hide more than they know, but try as they might, nothing will set your secrets free. You use a paintbrush to cover the truth, then sit and wonder why no one cares enough to was it off.St.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/770677/ With her pillow soaked with tearsAnd her wrists stained with bloodHer mind has given upAnd her heart is long goneShe’s a silent soldierWho walks all aloneThrough a Hell of humanity’s creationAfraid and abandoned she marches onWith a plastic smile to hide her painShe just pushed onPast th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/770675/ This terrible beast is accepted and welcomed by everyone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/770674/ A young girl can't handle losing her best friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NemoNelson/770630/