http://slow.writerscafe.org/tootiredtofight The original writings of author Olivia H. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776092297 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I get the feeling you’re looking for someoneto fill the side of the bed,to distract you for a whilejust a few hoursfrom the noises in your head.I get the feeling you’re looking for someoneto keep you companywhile you bleed red,to keep you in their armsand lay you to the groundwhen you cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/978788/ Flap your wingsas fast as you can,because one day you’ll falland that is the end.Sing your songto the opening skies,for so many feet above the treeswill be your demise.The sun fills your eyes,but it is blinding.The cold air fills your lungs,but soon you’ll be findingthat it’s dryin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/975539/ I am Quasimodo;I hide behind bells and towersaccompanied only by the gargoyleswho come out at nightand fly into the darkness.I am Quasimodo;I watch Paris from high aboveand the beggars and dancers on the street.I’m so close to the cloudswhy, I could almost fly!But you keep me rooted on the flo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/942438/ . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/924822/ You crack open a Bud Light,and put your arm around my shoulder.I can see your scarswhite and fading fast,as you start to snore.The purple dark consumes us,sitting on the porch stepsand I hear crickets filling our silence.Maybe next month,we’ll realize we’ll never get anywhereif we spend .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/894937/ Wrote this while listening to Video Games by Lana Del Rey xx http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/884436/ There are only crumbs now.We ate the last bit of bread long ago,And now we forage the forestsLooking for somethingAnythingThat will satisfy our aching hunger.My stomach screams for mercy,And all between the treesIs empty.I could spend all dayLooking for a mysterious sourceThat will aide this emptine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/880378/ The world is bleakwith the darkened oceans of hateand despairand grief.No light shinesinto the murky watersin which we all tread for our lives.There are no fishable to swim through this never-ending sea.One by one,we drowngasping for the last breath of airthe last bit of happiness they’ll find.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/877711/ There's a monster underneath my bed,And the beast eats me at night.Toe by toe by defenseless toe,And I am drenched in fright.For what is it that I have doneThat deserves me such pain?I can barely sleep anymore,As I'm hurt again and again.It lurks in the dark and it makes quite clearThat it's thirsty.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/875166/ You know how you remember images, and can sort of see them in the back of your head? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/873124/ What is beautyBut a figurehead of the human mindWe have created,To aide our meaningless pursuitsof "love"and "sex".We're all stuck inA trivial sort of game,Where there is nostartendor winner.Heaven knows I've tried to erase myselfAnd draw in a new person,But the paper turns greyAnd I press so hard w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/870439/ Wrote this a while back. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tootiredtofight/870087/