http://slow.writerscafe.org/elizabethc12 The original writings of author Liz Coffey en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776037474 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I lay on the groundshattered, hurtmy clothes ripped apartI'm damaged good.  I'm the mess in the middleUndeserving of the beautiful scene unfolding around me. I love the way the sidewalks glistenlike diamonds after the rainI love the way the sun is shining it almost takes away my pain. &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/elizabethc12/896831/ A wave crashes in the distanceand the wind whips around methe emotion within merumbles like the thunderstings like the rainblinds me like the lightninga hurricane inside me. The hurt is burning festering inside like a funguseating me alive it courses through melike shockwaves of paina wildfire .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/elizabethc12/896822/ My legs feel like jello as I walk through the doors. He's finally home. Seven months of torture with no sleep and now that he's back I don't even want to see him. My brain makes no sense. Seven months in a warzone. Will he be different? Will he be the same? The uncertainty was killing me. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/elizabethc12/834238/ Infectious laugh, deceiving eyesAnger pulsing through my veins. Every day the same old liesTrying to steal what’s mine          My eyes are green,Envy is poisoning Grief strikes meMy heart is dying How much longer will this go on? The looks .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/elizabethc12/834229/ She looks in the mirror, mascara running down her face. She'd been cheated again. She should know by now that no matter how hard she tried, her relationships just never worked. She was always too emotional, too mean, too stupid... whatever word suited her partner's thoughts that day. She was si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/elizabethc12/830034/ The sound of waves crashingcalms her aching heart.The incessant glow from the lighthousemakes her tears shine like diamonds.  They are diamonds--a reflection of PainLost love, lost life. A single moment burned in her memoryof a knock on the door. A changed life.How to carry on?Alone and lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/elizabethc12/830018/