http://slow.writerscafe.org/middy The original writings of author LeAnn Taylor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776403274 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He knew,He understood,It was his fault!Yet it's notIt's mine.My fault,I could have did so much more,No!Stop!He knew, If he didntThen maybe, It'd be differentHe understoodNo more tears to shedOver petty words and actionsWishing for something,That was taken, Away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/middy/790704/ Today's Dreams,Are flownOn yesterday’s wings Screams that my heart criesAre not heard,In the black and white crowed All is hiddenWith a mask,Of a Picture-Perfect laughGuarding thoughts and fearsOf a nameless face Yesterday’s wingsAre carriedBy the fear of tomorrow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/middy/790698/  I stand,Tall,Firm,Unyielding,Waiting for their abuseTo finish. Sitting on the floorIn a little roomTelling myself:To stay strong,Don’t break,Don’t fall,Survive. Them at the door,Beginning the cycle Once again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/middy/790697/ A mask like any other,A smile slid in place,A stupid look ready to be plastered Bits and piecesScattered on the wind,Falling upon deaf ears Insert “Loud laugh” herePlace “Questioning Face” at this spot“Manipulate Him/Her” now“.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/middy/790696/ I'm really not sure what to write, i wrote what I felt :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/middy/790638/