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			<title>Look At How They Move</title>
			<description>Look at how they moveLook at how they breathe&amp;nbsp;Look at how they walkLook at how they danceLook at how they whirlLook at how they tapLook at how they writeLook at how they readLook at how they watchLook at how they flyLook at how they glideLook at how they landLook at how they stepLook at how the..</description>
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			<title>Moma</title>
			<description>My mom is my rock, she's so strong and supportive. I love her so much. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/2068218/</link>
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			<title>A Child Unborn</title>
			<description>I will be a mother in God's time. I must learn to wait. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/2065286/</link>
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			<title>Cactus Wallflower</title>
			<description>Live your best life and stop being afraid to stand out. Be a cactus wallflower. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/2064583/</link>
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			<title>Running Naked </title>
			<description>Sometimes you have to be exposed to truly understand what's happening around you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/2063111/</link>
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			<title>Senior PROM</title>
			<description>The lipstickThe eye shadowThe mascaraThe shoesThe hairThe dressThe sparklesThe glitterThe lightsThe excitementThe waitingThe nervesThe dateThe corsageThe picturesOnly for one nightOnly one time in our livesOnly the most perfect night of our livesAnd It's Here.Senior Prom.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1498664/</link>
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			<title>A poem for those broken.</title>
			<description>This is a sort of poem for the broken.This poem is for those not yet woken.Those who know rough times.Those who haven't yet chimed.&amp;nbsp;Struggle we know.Greatness of a foe.We still aren't shining.But, here I am rhyming.&amp;nbsp;Knowing how you feel, I try.Most of you probably won..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1413718/</link>
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			<title>Leroy High Class Of 2015</title>
			<description>A time has passed.A time is awaiting.Our time is now.&amp;nbsp;The agony of the future before us,haunts us in our sleep.The pain of the past is behind us,but still some of us weap.&amp;nbsp;We run the halls,we own the rules.The one we are,Leroy High School.&amp;nbsp;From searching for the ginger bread man,to co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1404403/</link>
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			<title>The Lords Soldier</title>
			<description>Lord, make me stronger.Make me your soldier.Use me as you need.God, you know my heart.You know my intentions.Help me through this.Strengthen me.Teach me.Push me.Lord, point me in the right direction.I walk circles and continiously fail.Help me to build myself a wall.S..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1309346/</link>
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			<title>Smile While You Still Can.</title>
			<description>You never know what day may be your last.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1302162/</link>
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			<title>And They Don't Know..</title>
			<description>I own mixed feelings..One minute I'm extatic,The next I'm a sobbing mess..I write because that's how I explain..I don't let everyone know if my smile is fake.. Sometimes I even fool myself.The only way you would be able to tellIs if you read what I write..And not many do.I'm ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1288741/</link>
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			<title>All I Can Do Is Cry.</title>
			<description>Sitting in the cold rain.There's nothing left but pain.&amp;nbsp;Wondering of a lesser feeling.But nothing is appealing.&amp;nbsp;Sniffling a little bit.Wishing a bus would hit.&amp;nbsp;And all I can do is sigh.And all I can do is cry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1268624/</link>
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			<title>Barbed Wire</title>
			<description>My mouth is on fire.Your love my greatest desire.My muse I do admire.Loving you is like loving barbed wire.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1256520/</link>
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			<title>Beyond.</title>
			<description>Looking out the window.Wondering what happpens in the beyond.Beyond this life, beyond this place.Is there other forms of beings?Beyond this great world?Do they learn their alphabet as a child?Do they have a first love?Do they know how to feel with emotion?I wonder if they know ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1240598/</link>
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			<title>Those Ones</title>
			<description>The rain pours.Every muscle sore.All noise drowned out by my inside screaming.Flashes of the past have no meaning.A transparent soul.My life only a hole.Everything's torn apart.Left without a heart.All other presence are creepy.Feeling like a lonely weakling.Little bein..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1240593/</link>
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			<title>Contemplating.</title>
			<description>Crying tears of pain.Whimpering because I've gone insane.Dying inside from the tear.Shattered beyond repair.Years spent in shadows hiding.I've given up, no longer fighting.The pillow my only friend.No one left to hold my hand.My heart lying there scattered.Every piece more ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1239832/</link>
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			<title>A Dream So Sweet</title>
			<description>A kind spirit.A beautiful soul.A gorgeous face,To fill this hole.Dug so deep,A horrid mess.My heart has been broken,It aches for the best.The best kind of lovingI've ever felt.When I hear that voice,I just melt.My dreams fulfilled.Happier days.Before us a castleAn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1238468/</link>
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			<title>Misfits.</title>
			<description>Everyone is different, some a little too different for others to understand..It's time for those to be heard!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1228628/</link>
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			<title>A One Way Ticket</title>
			<description>sometimes I just wish I could run away from everything.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1228216/</link>
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			<title>My Love.</title>
			<description>Irresistible.Irreplacable.You're my one.You're my dream come true.You're where my heart is.You're my &quot;meant to be&quot;.You fill the hole.You fill the blanks of my life.Beside you is my place in this world.You're the answers to my questions.You're my love.My life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1214255/</link>
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			<title>Gone. Forever.</title>
			<description>Fatal thoughts. My life's on the edge. One more step and I'm done for.All memories rush back.Flashes of me as a child.No worries.Though I would cry,I never had a cause.The pain of the presentresides wihin my soul.I cry one last tear before the drop.The air flows t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1214250/</link>
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			<title>Such A Choice.</title>
			<description>Such a choice.A hard decision. Love overcome by fear.Life such a lie.Not knowing the next move.Not knowing where I'm going from here.Alone in danger?Alone at all? So scared to find out what's at the end.Such a choice.A hard decision.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1212272/</link>
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			<title>Gone..</title>
			<description>Here we go, crying again.So much pain, when will it end? I sob, try to speak.No words come out, I'm far too weak.I spend the evening covered in sorrow.Don't worry, it'll be the same tomorrow.I'll put on my pokerface.I'll pretend to say grace.I'll fall asleep in my tears.I'll drown ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1199498/</link>
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			<title>Rescue Me.</title>
			<description>Such light within darkness.A longing sensation.Help, please help.My breath carried away with the cave.Nobody to rescue me from Hell.No one to notice my absence.Complete darkness.I thought I loved to feelong of mystery.But I came to realize my fears.The screeching of an unkn..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1195656/</link>
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			<title>A Truth Behind Closed Feelings</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;My heart aches to be his. My mind dreams of his face, over and over again.&amp;nbsp;His kiss still lies on my lips.Our last time is etched in my brain and refuses to retract from my memory.&amp;nbsp;His voice has me weak to my knees.His breath upon my cheek causes my body to go limp...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1175641/</link>
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			<title>Nightmares.</title>
			<description>Nightmares.A worn out body running through fire to a cliff.Jumping, plunging to it's death.&amp;nbsp;A blade crashing though fresh skin, breaking the vein and bleeding down the arm.The cool sharp metal giving a sensational feeling.&amp;nbsp;Screaming until a sore throat forms.Air no longer being distributed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1160531/</link>
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			<title>The Monster Is Back.</title>
			<description>He's back.The monster.Not in my life,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but in someone's life who I hold dear to my heart.&amp;nbsp;He's awaiting for her all.He'll&amp;nbsp;chew her up and spit her back out.&amp;nbsp;The monster can't be tamed.The monster will destroy all in his path,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and won't let an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1160468/</link>
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			<title>Forever.</title>
			<description>Forever is a long time.Infinity is even longer.Beyond&amp;nbsp;is more than I can imagine.&amp;nbsp;I'm prepared for more than a lifetime.I'm prepared for eternity.I'm yours as long as you want me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1160463/</link>
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			<title>A Weekend With You</title>
			<description>For a weekend, and one weekend alone.We&amp;nbsp;should spend eternity with no one else.&amp;nbsp;We would jump around on the bed like little kids.We would listen to our music way to loud&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and sing every line way out of tune.We would have a tickle fight.We would laugh until ou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1159935/</link>
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			<title>&quot;I Can't&quot;</title>
			<description>Maybe you think you're old enough to read this? Message me and I'll send it through mail. I hope you like this. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1159237/</link>
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			<title>Growing Passion</title>
			<description>For My Love(:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1156649/</link>
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			<title>Days Like This</title>
			<description>I hate days like this...Days when I feel like s**t..Days when I feel like I can't do anything right..Days when everything goes wrong..Days when I find a way to scare everyone away..Days when I can't help but to talk about all the negative..Days when I'm pissed off at the worl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1153292/</link>
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			<title>Talk.</title>
			<description>White straight jacketPants and shoes to matchHair lying flatNo make up...I think about my time as a childBefore the strange things started happeningLife was great before they showed up,The Voices...One told me about evilThe other about fantasies...They were so persuasive,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1152749/</link>
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			<title>I'm So Sorry..</title>
			<description>An emotional wreck. I don't try to do this to you,I don't mean anything by it.It happens alot.&amp;nbsp;I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused,for all the confusion and the reason I have to decide.&amp;nbsp;To be completely honest...He was my life,he bettered me from all evil.&amp;nbsp;H..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1151628/</link>
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			<title>Turned Around.</title>
			<description>She stands there, left all alone. She can't believe he did that. He broke up with her. Why?, she thinks to herself. She never did anything. He was just a player looking for a game. But she really liked him. She should've knew this was coming, there was a new girl and she was really pretty. She thoug..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1146256/</link>
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			<title>Just Want To Scream</title>
			<description>Total bullshit.Such a horrible day.&amp;nbsp;I come home to hollaring,but I did nothing wrong.&amp;nbsp;Why do I get treated this way?What did I ever do?&amp;nbsp;Nothing, I never did anything. It's just the fact that I'm not liked.&amp;nbsp;I'm not loved well enough,that's why I feel like I'm in hell.&amp;nbsp;The day..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1145645/</link>
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			<title>Never Ending</title>
			<description>For the ones I love with all my heart&lt;3 You are my life((:</description>
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			<title>Angelic Voices</title>
			<description>Angelic voices echo inside my mind,I smile.&amp;nbsp;A remembrance of what was said,the mutual feelings building up. &amp;nbsp;The butterflies in your tummy,I can cure them.&amp;nbsp;Your picture is the image that I see when I close my eyes. Your voice softly sings me to sleep.&amp;nbsp;Your..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1144417/</link>
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			<title>Don't Go</title>
			<description>Your voice is amazing,Like my favorite song.Your name tastes so sweet,I'll say it all night long.&amp;nbsp;Stuck in my head,That's what you are.Like a fantastic movie,And you're the star.&amp;nbsp;Don't go,Don't leave.Stay here,With me.&amp;nbsp;I love you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1143783/</link>
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			<title>Doing It, Again.</title>
			<description>A wonderful feeling,an emotional touch.A kiss of all kisses,a bit of lust.&amp;nbsp;Something I long for,a want, a need.Not enough,sudden ecstasy.&amp;nbsp;So warm as I feel,even warmer inside.A sound I make,an amazing ride.&amp;nbsp;In and out you go,an orgasm I have.More moan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1141066/</link>
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			<title>The Both Of Them</title>
			<description>A guy you've known for a long time,but haven't talked to in a while.That b***h is the reason.&amp;nbsp;Y'all start talking again.You really like him,more than you used to.&amp;nbsp;You find out some interesting news.He has a beautiful baby girl,by that&amp;nbsp;same b***h.&amp;nbsp;He tells ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1131812/</link>
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			<title>A Suicide Story Untold.</title>
			<description>Walking&amp;nbsp;among the living,not sure yet if I'm dead.&amp;nbsp;Silently breathing.So quiet, I'm not heard.&amp;nbsp;Can they see me?I can see myself.&amp;nbsp;I look in the mirror.My reflection is nowhere.&amp;nbsp;I'm a ghost in this place.Stalking those who are real.&amp;nbsp;I listen ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1129682/</link>
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			<title>Each Others, Forever</title>
			<description>This poem is rated mature because of the content. Sorry if you want to read it but can't, message me and I'll send it to your inbox for you to read.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1121155/</link>
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			<title>My Thoughts, Him.</title>
			<description>Waiting as that day approaches.Hoping it's more than what I think it will be.Anxious for that feeling I'll get.&amp;nbsp;Thinking about him thinking about me.Wondering what he thinks of me when I'm not near.Laughing at myself for the thoughts that come to mind.&amp;nbsp;Picturing him here, n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1117515/</link>
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			<title>Something More.</title>
			<description>Something more than liking,something more than dating,something more than marriage.&amp;nbsp;Something more than hugging,something more than cuddling,something more than kissing.&amp;nbsp;Something more than what you're thinking of,something more than you want.&amp;nbsp;Pleasure that is so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1117444/</link>
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			<title>I'm Changing Who I Became.</title>
			<description>&quot;No more piercings.No more drinking.Never any tattoos.Smoke, and I'll never talk to you.&quot;&amp;nbsp;You say these words, that's who I've been for a while.I never would've thought I'd have to give it all up.But you're worth it.Baby, you're worth the world to me.&amp;nbsp;I'd rather keep ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1107093/</link>
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			<title>I've Known You For A While Now.</title>
			<description>I've known you for a while nowand I think it's time that you know.I've liked you for sometime nowand I don't ever want to let you go.&amp;nbsp;Everytime I hear your voicemy heart skips a beatand makes a funny noise.&amp;nbsp;Talking to you is so easy.It's what I love to do.It comes so ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1103343/</link>
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			<title>Things Are Not As They Seem</title>
			<description>I always come secondnever ever first.I keep it all hid,not telling that is hurts.&amp;nbsp;Acting and pretending,forcing a smile.Making them think I'm happy,if only for a while.&amp;nbsp;One day I will spark,one day I will shine.One day I will take backall that is mine.&amp;nbsp;Wa..</description>
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			<title>Cut.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The stabbing of a knife, breaking through fragile skin, slicing my veins. Blood trickles down my hand. I stand there, looking in the mirror at the mess I've become. My face soaked from the tears that I've shed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I drop the weapon and fall to my knees. Images from my past fl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChesneyWilkerson/1082205/</link>
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			<title>The Pain and Lonely</title>
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