http://slow.writerscafe.org/emmi360 The original writings of author E.J. Michalec en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984147 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Moved to the city with a mouth full of pearlsBe careful who you share your treasure with, my dearTrembling hands, they awakenYou’ll do nothing but slip through their fingers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2028489/ We were nothing more than two people backing a product that would never workOne where red flags were clearly listed in the ingredients list and yet I still sold myself out for it anyways You were never even that good of a salesman and yet I let you take possession of my time, my most valuable cu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2014729/ Take the time to love someone even if you feel they don’t deserve itAlways remember that we are all burn victims to some degree Why not make an effort to Cool the social climate instead of adding fuel to the fire http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013593/ We are all just hunters hereCan’t see what’s in the distance but we Notice that it’s movingWe’re just... hunters herePurely based on outlines we see it as a threat We are just hunters hereWe pull back on our tongues and we shoot arrows made of wordsWe’re jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013592/ I’m what you would call one of those second choice girlsNot leftovers or sloppy seconds Not ordered much at allOne of those girls that simply can’t be considered the “safe option”An acquired taste One of those girls always a handful of votes away from being the item.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013166/ Cut the ribbonsSigh of reliefRelease me to the land that sleeps http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013084/ I told you that I loved youYour love wasn’t the same kindUntil the summer when my belly shrankAnd you had changed your mindI found this quite suspiciousBut hey, I had you in my armsYou told me that you loved meIn the end it caused me harmI did more than I should haveI just .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013082/ For those who think that it is impossible to make something out of nothingLet me tell you that I know that isn’t true ya see,When I am depressed I am enveloped in a voidThe void from which the majority of my art finds its originA species of works which will build into an ecosystemThe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013081/ I’ve always heard it said that who you become in life is the average of the five people you spend the most time with yet, as the isolated little s**t that I’ve always been for two decades and countingI come to the realization that maybe I’m so different from all of my friends bec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013079/ Familiar faces and bodies decorate the room and the elimination process begins This one seems tackyThis one is too old school This one is nice but SO not my aesthetic This one is too high maintenance This one takes up too much space I fear bumping into all of thisThere’s a possib.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013078/ When I was 13, the cool thing to do was walk or bike to the local Starbucks with my friendsI’d order myself a mocha Frappuccino that I paid for with money that I had “earned” from my parents and I’d think to myself HOLY S**T I AM SO MATUREI can’t wait to legally b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013077/ I know that being cool with anything was more than likely your favorite thing about meWhen I vented to you I installed a filter but you never returned the favorYour insults were toxic fumes willfully undetectedI wanted to feel the whisper of your voice without the interruption of the alarmsW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013076/ It’s daytimeSomeone pulls you out of the garageFills the mass you occupy with fluid only to find that you still run like s**tThey continue by hosing off your exteriorYou may run like s**t but god d****t, you’ll do it while smelling like flowers and shining for the world to see .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013075/ When I was younger, my mom and I would write songs togetherI’d knock at the bathroom door with a beat as fresh as the scent of her curls as she stepped out of the showerA beat that would accompany the humming of her hair dryerMorning interactions they were purely instrumentalWe then ea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013074/ Despite my best efforts I hate myself more days than I don’t and you are not responsible for trying to make me feel otherwiseOn the subject of sex, I haven’t had it and I more than likely won’t until there is a ring on my fingerNothing against you, I’ve just been burn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2013072/ I don’t know what I did to find myself in your lapThe clothes I wear may be normal but I feel like such a dummyCan’t tell I’m being manipulated because it is my mouth that is moving although I feel void of who I used to beCaught within your gripsYou take a sip of waterAnd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2011598/ I can’t bear to watch the one I love fall for the girl I fail to recognizeThe one that looks longingly at the emergency exit with every passing secondThe one who can’t ask for directions because she simply doesn’t speak hope fluentlyHow did she even get here?Her passport ph.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2005796/ It was the year of misplaced invitationsThe year of raised eyebrows and cover chargesThe year of “So close, yet so far away”The year of “sorry, I forgot you were a baby”The year of “I’m sorry, it’s the law”The year of pals picking poisons T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/2005756/ The darkness enveloped my skinSorrowful cocoonPerhaps one day I will flyMaybe some day I’ll see the lightAs for now, I guess a girl could dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1997233/ Red bubbles, they taunt meAlert with informationEscape the thoughts that haunt meEscape my situationIn this world there is no restI blame the glowing screenIt leaves this weight upon my chestThe world can be so meanOh virtual world, are you an escape?Or a reminder of what can&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1997229/ Cigarette butts and autumn leavesBurnt outUsed upWe find each other Cold on the wet concreteSmashed together under unlikely circumstancesThough it felt it was meant to beIf we hadn’t fallen out one way or anotherYou wouldn’t be here with me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1997227/ Manipulate the mundanePaint the world with broken heartsMy dear, you may be hurting But at least you can make artYou sacrifice your sanityAs people watch in aweBe careful what you wish forAs it’s inspired by your flaws http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1995245/ Are you cramming empty caloriesOr are you feeling nourishedThe more we understand ourselvesThe more the human race can flourish http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1995244/ My mind, it was your piggy bankYou saved disruptive thoughtsThey rattle about for agesOh, how you loved the sound http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1995243/ They say that love is just a feelingThat doesn’t take much thoughtIt’s truly a commitment, thoughAnd in it, I was caughtFor you I always sacrificedYou caused me so much painI was in love with the thought of youIt made me go insaneRose-colored glasses were in that season.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1994368/ I hate that I ever loved youI can’t believe I was so blindThe very lips you pressed against mineWere the ones that were feeding me liesYou say that you don’t want to hurt meBut in the end you just wasted my time Baby, I thought we were picture perfect And that’s why I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1993798/ This world is cruelYou should be used to it by nowYou’ve been bullied since middle schoolYou’re still hurt but don’t know howPining for loveInstead get negative attentionEverything burnsDespite the purest intentionsYou deal with so muchYet your lips say so lit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1993751/ Post feelings on your wall?Not unless there are three othersYou’re allowed to have feelingsBut don’t concern your motherKeep it within You’ve got to stay strongIt’s alright to feelBut sharing is wrongSit upright in your chairLook pretty for the photoNobody.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1993748/ Punch into my profileFactory of emotionQuality control is downSo why bother staying open? Can’t trust employees to be honestThe customers are rudeMay as well just call it offBefore I come ungluedAlways going into overtime But getting underpaidCorners get cut over and over.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1993681/ I remember when following used to be creepyBefore human interaction started getting made cheaply Unfollowed by some people that I didn’t like anywaysBut something in my brain couldn’t help but wonder why they didn’t stayWhat did it matter? Why did I care?If it weren&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1993680/ The reason they call it a degree is because with every one you try to attain you feel your temperature rising They tell you to sweat the small stuff but god damn how else are you supposed to make the grade?No warm coat needed for winter this year, my dearIt’s getting hotter by the second.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1992924/ I draw conclusions that I feel okay with and yet something in my brain insists that there’s no possible way that one can color inside the lines.They’re far too complex for anyone to follow.I show up to the meeting wearing my heart on my sleeve and I’m told to change my attire... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1992915/ I’ve got sturdy goals But a fragile heart It breaks every dayBut then I make a work of artSweet mosaicGlued together It won’t fall apartBeauty in the scarsNo need for a clean start http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1990047/ The morning after we exchanged “I love you’s”Walked outside, it smelled like rainEvery bit of my past hurtHad all been washed awayCool air brushed against my cheeksAnd all had felt anewAutumn leaves surrendered their bodiesAs did my heart to you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1989891/ I called you Coca ColaSweet yet acidicI took one sip And I didn’t want to quit itBubbly yet darkA balance of it all Your affect on me, that caffeine I’m bouncing off the wallsWhen life served me a s****y plateYou washed it all awayYou gave my life a fresh new tasteT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1989890/ I was your experimentYour hypothesis was vagueNo control to cling toWe didn’t make the gradeResults were inconclusive Your procedure wasn’t rightYou’d pretend I wasn’t yours at school But take me home at nightPut in work for an hour or twoUntil you were tire.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1988475/ I’m tired of waking up with an emotional hangoverEyes dry, head throbbingBut I didn’t pick this poisonThe light fades out into the evening and the feelings consume meIf only I had the choice of whether or not I have a few too many because god d****t I’m tired of suffering t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1982912/ You’re pulling at my heart, loveI wear it on my sleeveI wonder if you fell as hardAs I check my bleeding kneesBaby, you’re infectiousTo me you’re damn near fatalWeak knees, trembling handsHeart rate far from stableTake me off of life supportTogether we will beSl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1982907/ Feelings of worry clink in my head like a pocket full of spare changeChange- yes! Change! This will fix meMe- a beautiful mosaic out a pile of broken glass, my God be the artist I let myself take shapeShape- oh, what an abstract concept that we seem to force into formulasFormulas- for every .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1962612/ Go ahead, call me a hopeless romanticDear God, the feeling you gave me was franticDarling, for you I would cross the AtlanticJust to hold you in my armsMy dear, without you my life is just blandYou get me, no one else understandsMy darling, you and I make something so grandIt's as ob.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1962611/ Anxious thoughts scurryThey pin me to wallsMy darling, he comforts meSays the world is still turningBut little does he knowThat's what's making me dizzy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1962312/ Comfort in the norm became my addictionExpectations of others?Chasing that was my missionFitting the status quo made me unhappyBut I convinced myself otherwiseAnd that is what trapped meGet a job, go to schoolLive like everyone elseAnd God forbid you care about your mental health.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1962310/ Cryptic tongues, they intertwineI pray your heart did followWhether or not it's meant to beThe thought, it crashes over meHonest words, they suffocateI consider it a crimeCut the boundsRelease the soundBefore I run out of time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1902133/ Haunted by my demons that couldn't be returned despite the fact that I kept the receiptPrinted on the frail paper of my yellowed skinEvery scar, every mistake, every insecurity, every memory of you locked away in the depths of my soul collecting dust like old books in a basementYou don't even want t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1833832/ Lost in the mapSolid lines entangledI don't know the wayBut I know the destinationNo one to be my guideAnd not a lot of timeAll I can do is hopeThat I make it out alive http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1605308/ You were the safety belt that snappedThe one who left me brokenSmashing through the windshield With the shards of what we could've been You said you wanted to hold me closeUntil one day you just let goYou didn't come with a warningSo I trusted you with my lifeThat you did abuseAnd now I lie with ope.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1603894/ I remember Peer pressure pushed us togetherBut neither of us did mindI rememberYou pushed me on a swingOne made for those younger than II rememberNothing holding us backWhen the night welcomed us with open armsI remember We sat before a glowing screenYour humor had me beamingI remember The feeling o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1603892/ Mybright blue walls were barely visibleThesweet sounds of soft musicChanneledthrough meAndrelaxed my body Onlylight sourceWereglowing boxes of technology Thescent of laundry detergentLingeredwithin my blankets Stripedca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1040005/ Jungleof muscles and bones Myspine, a tall tree that curves throughout Musclesbranching out Bodiesof blood Ridinga subway Inwhich my heart was the station And myveins, the tunnels Inwhich t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1040003/ Cold Night Thesun rolls down like a car windowThetemperature falls with the snow in perfect harmonyEventhe moon had an icy complexion Youshivered as your rosy cheeks grew brighterSnowflakesfell on your long lashesAndwe stayed there and absorb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmi360/1037145/