http://slow.writerscafe.org/savherron69 The original writings of author sav en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015565 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 All these words,Thoughts,Memories - They're carvedInto my throatMaking me choke.I'm choking On all the thingsI cannot say.I cannotExplain how I feelOr what hurts.I cannot yell anymoreOr laughOr cry.EverythingIs stuck.I try to swallow it downAll day.But there's no use.They push back upMakin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2826604/ Happiness Hit herSo quicklyAs ifIt was shot at herWith a gun.She stumbled a bit,Trying to take inThe news."Finally".That word RepatedDozens of timesIn her head.Tears of joyRan from her eyes.But then,Everything went black.And suddenly,Almost as fast as the news came,She woke up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2826602/ i took the advice of someone who reviewed one of my poems. i tried to create a poem based on their directions. enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819305/ After everything you saidAfter everything you didI miss you.You hurt me so muchAnd I know you don't care butI still miss you.You became toxic againAnd left all your friendsBut I really miss you.Things have changedYour life has been rearrangedAnd I wish you missed me too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819293/ i wrote this shortly after i moved to colorado. i only found out we were moving two days before it happened. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819292/ Not much has changedMy life is yet to be rearrangedSureI lost some friendsCut off some loose endsBut I still feel the same way.Still perfect gradesStill haven't been on any datesStill a 7th grader at heartI miss my old teachersI miss running around the bleachersI miss last year a lot.Welcome to 8th .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819291/ 8, 9, 10There goes another friend.The count is higherMy eyes have been so much drierThey left without a careI can't seem to bearThe loss of another friend.8, 9, 10There goes another friend.They didn't even say goodbye.They love being a ghostThey hate me the mostI wish we were never that close.8, 9, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819290/ She's sitting on the tile floorHer bathroomHas never been this much of a boreA tear rolls down her cheekNumbness takes over her feetHer heart is pounding She feels like she's drowningShe grabs the bottleAnd starts to swallowWith so many pillsHer problems are filledWith nothing moreThan death.He.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819289/ When I was littleI used to hate feeling pain.I would cryWhen I got a paper cut.I hated getting hurt.But now,After many years of being used,I realized - Pain feels great.The feeling of a bladeSlicing through your armA screaming headacheIt's all the same.It's life.Life is pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819288/ In the beginningMy love was thinningThat was,Until she came along.She brought hopeMore than mostAnd soI finally felt love.It's been a few weeksThere are now a few tweaksAnd a fearThat soon it will end.So now I will hopeAnd pray that the noteWill just be an apologyAnd not the final bend.But for now,M.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2819189/ I watch as he smilesWhile staring at her.His cheeksTurning into a shade of pink.In his eyesI see loveHopeHappiness.All the thingsHe has never felt With me.His gaze falls upon meAll emotion drainsHe's now sad.In his eyesAre despairLoss of hopeAnd fear.He turns away quicklyHoping to get awayBut,O.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2818809/ How did you survive?Did you let your words flow out,Or keep them inside?Was it several visits to mental institutions,Or crying all day?Was it sleeping well every night,Or staring at the ceiling?Or,Did you not make it?What a shame. They must be so sad.Do you regret it?I apologize,All of my quest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2818698/ Words,Words,Words.Run.Leave.Hide.Breathe.Help me.But those words stay out,Locked up inside.They echo through my ears,Preventing my disasters.I scribble them out,Hoping someone will see:Run.Leave.Hide.Breathe.Help me.Please,Help me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2818697/ No,Don't speak.Don't let any soundTumble out of your mouth.Not a wordNot a laughNot a whine.Suppress your thoughtsBecome your own best friend.Speaking is bad.Speaking leads to madnessAnd yellingAnd screaming.Then slammingAnd hittingAnd leaving.Don't speak.Stay,Silent. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2818586/ i wrote this last year. it describes some of the stories of my peer's lives. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2818178/ this poem is about a girl who gets bullied http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2818051/ This poem is based on the book called Girl In Pieces by Kathleen Glasgow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/savherron69/2817912/