http://slow.writerscafe.org/sammy_evans The original writings of author Sammy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776027340 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She was lying in bed with her blanket held tightWhen she heard the creak of a floorboard late at night,Scared to death she knew who it was the demon of her nightmareThe one she was made to call "Boss". Pulling the blanket high over her headShe sobbed and whimepered wishing she was dead,The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/777204/ If there was a smile for every tear that fell from Heavenyou'd bever see me like this,and if a white sheet fell from Heaven for every persons painthe land all over would regretably look the same. But the Heavens gift would be specked with bloodand soon the white would be gone,the sheet that res.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776731/ ** contains strong language http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776728/ Your smile so dazzeling,like the sun at dawn,your gaze so intense,like a black hole newly born. The way you feel my body,the way you look up close,the way your scent wafts through the air,makes me want to boast. The words that flow,so effortlessly when you speak,I feel so warm,so complete... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776725/ Knees up tight,close to chest,tears like raindrops,no light, no rest. The raindrops crash,as they fall and fall,the gloom spreads across me,like a vicious rash. Everyday I feel worse and worse,I hate this life,the wretched curse. Knees up tight, close to chest,tears like raindrops,no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776719/ Screaming for you,let me go,Screaming for you,don't let me down, screaming for you,in this hopeless town. Patience is a virtue,but comes unnaturally to me,and i'm worst at what I do best,and fore this gift,I feel blessed. Screaming for you,losing my mind,screaming for you,in this frame and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776718/ Was it all my fault, the mess I made?Was it all my fault, the angry games you played?Was it all my fault, the looks you gave me?Was it all my fault, the reasons why you didn't save me? I'm sorry for what I did,and I didn't apologise, I'm sorry for what I said,It was all lies. Was it all yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776713/ Way above the moon shine white,and all around the stars shine bright. Clouds are like pillows in Heaven,the midnight sky is there forever. Down below there's no time for calmness,what will become of us? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776710/ Remember the first time we met,it was raining hard,and you said you loved me,trying hard to forget,how sad we both were. You said you wanted to be free,that our love would last for eternity,so look back to that night,when it was raining hard,that look upon your face,when you said you loved.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776696/ Self harming can be the result of many things; bullying, depression, a cry for help. But hurting yourself doesn't only affect you- it inflicts pain on those close to you aswell. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776659/ Years have passed since I left you,and yet here I am writing about you. You probably think that i'm still in love with you,but honey,all I wanted to say was f**k you. You treated me like dirt and hurt me over and over until there was nothing left to feel,yet all it took was that s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776652/ Hate me today, Hate me tomorrow,Hate me for all the things I never said. You tell me you love me,You tell me how you feel,You tell me you hate me,That none of this is real. You smile and wave,You frown and sneer,You tell me i'm funny,Oh this is so surreal...You gr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/776598/ Sitting here, alone, thinking of you.I'm oddly content, it's unnerving to be so still, so calm, so preserved... so steady.The weight no longer heavy. I remember when we first met.You shone a light onto my darkness, and everything became clear. Vivid. Bearable.My life somehow sustainable. B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sammy_evans/775128/