http://slow.writerscafe.org/M.A.M. The original writings of author M.A.M. (Megan M) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776109885 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s all wrong Those words I just saidToo late The can’t come backI picture the pain in your eyes I cry ShatteredI don’t want to hurt you anymore But I can’t stop these angry words Why must I get so mad at the small things? I hate this I wish things were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./964777/  The sparks dance like butterfliesQuickening my heartbeatLost in your eyesI begin to smileIt’s true nothing in impossibleI feel as though I’ve fallen into a fairytale Like the sleeping beauty fairytaleYou give me butterfliesLoving you should be impossibl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./964772/ Lost Forgotten Timeless The breeze whispersBetween the treesRustling grassThe flowing creek murmursNatures gentle Lullaby http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./964767/  You make me angry Why can you not understand?Your words are like knives The Sky grows darker Rain falls with the howling windsA storms fury begins My heart has no wings After all you’ve done to meI’m unable to fly http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./964765/ I am from the house at the end of a long dirt road and staring out the window on a sunny day. From dragging my feet while shopping with mom at the grocery store and from watching TV with my dad on the couch. I am from finding ways to get my older brother in trouble and arguments th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./930769/ I am ice and fireHonesty and liesSelfless and selfishCautious and carefreeI change like the wind So hold me to no promiseFor more often then notPromises get brokenI am what I amWhatever that may beTake me as I am Or let me go I can be your best friendOr I can be your worst .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./902303/ I feel as though I am dead among the livingWalking alone in this lifeForgotten, a soul not worth remembering No hopes are left worth keeping Blurred are the lines between wrong and right I feel as though I am dead among the living There lay the pictures burning Escape onl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/M.A.M./902290/