http://slow.writerscafe.org/LuthienThalia The original writings of author LuthienThalia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022600 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Trapped.I promised myself I would never let myself feel that way again. Yet, here I am. Trapped.The only thing worse than feeling ttrapped is the knowledge they the cold stone of apathy hurts worse after a that.I wild target stay numb and apathetic than deal with the pain of refreezing... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1964992/ I am a mixture of layers.Like the proverbial onion, I will make you cry as you slice through them.Troubled home life? Check.Troubled childhood? Check.Troubled adolescence? Check.Troubled teenage years? Check.Mild success despite all the hardships? Check.I am a mixture of layers... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1751709/ I am a being of void.Split me open and see the hole where a soul should be.I am a being of darkness.The yawning expanse that lies inside threatens to overtake what lies without.I am a being of sin.Wanting and craving that which is forbidden.I am a being of desire.Like a sun-starv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1721168/ The sadness tastes sweet on my tongue. It enraptures my soul and drags me down with it. Like a soft symphony, it takes me to places I never thought possible. Like a siren, it lures me into the deep and threatens to chew my flesh and nash my bones. If I give in, it will swallow me whole. Undoing the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1587805/ It feels like an anchor that’s attached to my soulA weight that never lessens, only growsThis pit that contains my heartFilled with darkness, sludge, and tarThe cobwebs numb my mindCatching the good and wrapping it away like spidersThese all combine to make me as I amHalf alive, half dead, non.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1587738/ I can feel you dragging me down.I can feel the lead weights as the shackle around my anklesThey grow heavier with every step I manage to takeI watch as you sink your claws into my chest and dissect me of myselfI can feel you replacing the pieces with yourselfThey grow inside like a cancerThey feel l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1583727/ Ruth was only vaguely aware of the burning sensation. She knew it was probably serious if a part of her person was burning, but the sleep felt so nice she was reluctant to leave it."You can't hide from me in here forever. If you break your contract, you know what will happen."Her eyes flew open.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1244665/ "We're losing her! Doctor! Birthing room! Stat!"The nurses moved all around Ruth as she could feel her life drain, the child had done as much damage as possible on the way out."You won't get away from me that easily." whispered a voice, too close to her ear.She screamed.Everything faded to black.---.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1244656/ When the girls remained impassive, his patience wore out. He moved towards them, intent on searching out the creature as he took his dues from them, but was stopped short when a clear voice rang out."I'll take their place." It said.He turned and surveyed the crowd, trying to determine the origin of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1243311/ The two girls and the creature moved silently through the full night club, walking through the crowd nearest the bar in an attempt to blend in."Well, well, well. Did you find what you were looking for? I certainly hope so. It would be a shame if you two had gone to all this trouble and ended empty-h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1243103/ "No, no, no, no, come here!" She pleaded as she tried to get the small creature onto the dish she was holding."W-we need to go. He'll be here any second now." whimpered her companion, both looking extremely nervous as they huddled over a box in an empty kitchen."We can't leave him here, it'll defeat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1243100/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1243096/ She follows lines of emerald quicksilver on passageways of obsidian and gold.She leaves clouds of liquid diamonds in her wake.She follows lines of emerald quicksilver on passageways of gold that lead to the stars.She leaves glittering stardust in her path.She follows lines of emerald quicksilver tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1168571/ Aching heart for someone I can no longer love,Crunch time for exams I have yet to take,Problems piling for discussions I refuse to have,Stress from poor coping skills,Tears threatening to spill constantly,Questions seemingly hard to answer,When did life get this hard?When did life start to take so m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1167023/ "Breathe in," came the sultry voice of the attendant. "Breathe it all in. Where you're going, you won't want to wake up."She inhaled the light smoky mixture of tonics and cataclysms that flowed from the mask covering her nose and mouth. It was better this way, to forget, so much simpler. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1163947/ I cannot remember the last time I was here.Blood falling in place of tears,Skin separating,Every cell screeching in violation.I erupt into unbidden screaming.Frustration bubbling over,Mind weakening,Every fiber protesting such harm.I am overwhelmed by the sensation of drowning.Inability to hold mout.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1156380/ Pain, sharp even through the numbing,Cannot compare to pain from before.Sharp, pointed, over in mere seconds.Reflection, Long piece of metal hanging,Stomach turns,Body reacts,Noises unbidden.Adverse reaction,Air becomes stagnant,Where's the air?Panic.Cool down,Serenity,Elation,Triumph.Now, star.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1117508/ Back then,I had a little hatred building,I had a little fire burning,I had a little fence reinforcing.And now,I've got a lot of hatred simmering,I've got a lot of fire churning,I've got a lot of walls standing.But then,I felt I had no choices,I felt I had no voices.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1070885/ Missing reflections,Echos of whispers,Growth unnoticed,Traces of scents,Ghost touches,Hints of scenes,Remnants of feelings,Tastes of long gone senses,Fragmented memories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1070314/ Something I wrote in junior high. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1059532/ Use me to purify yourself,Use me to make yourself feel better,I am your modern-day Christ.Crucify me for your faults,Crucify for the things you cannot stand about yourself,I am here to be your modern-day Christ.You lie, You cheat,You suffer, You beat,All to use me as your modern-day Christ.Will I sc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1059529/ Blackening thoughts and sickening memories,Will I ever get to be who I was meant to be?Vivid flashbacks and ever-present scents,Will I ever have a relationship that even remotely resembles normal?Encompassing depressions and overwhelming sensations,Will I ever get over this trauma?Pilling class.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1049800/ Screeching wheels,Rapid pulse,Feeling safe,ImpactNerves on fire,Uncomprehending,ImpactBrain finally catching up,Screaming,Crying,Rain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1048285/ Wrote this in a seminar while waiting to take a test before leaving. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1041506/ Fuzzy. Her head felt fuzzy. Like her brain was made of sheep's wool and there was static built up. Like the snow on a television that had no reception. Ruth tried to open her eyes, but was almost blinded in the process. Thoughts sluggish and hard to formulate.L-let's try something else then. Fingers.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1029144/ Perspective. That's all she really needed. Perspective.Ruth didn't expect to have been thrust into this whirlwind romance, certainly not in her senior year of college. She barely even knew the guy, but she was already in pretty deep. She was sure she was falling for this guy, but they'd just ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1029139/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1029128/ It's funny how they talk,Never seeing the damage done.It's funny how they talk,Never paying attention to the words spewed from their mouths.It's funny how they talk,Blaming the victim.It's funny how they talk,Only adding more hurt to injury.It's funny how I listen,Never expecting the pang.It's funny.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1027490/ The neighbors talked that day,They tittered and chatted,All about the news that day. They came to take her away that day,The men in white coats, so stark and bright,They went and bottled her up that day. They had to scoop her up that day,The men had to pick up the pieces,Her torn mind and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1004393/ A love that waits is strong and true,But a love that does not comprehend is flawed.A flaw can be fixed, they say. Have you seen this flaw?So crooked and bent,Narrow and wide,Jagged and sharp,Like a knife. This flaw is mine,I'd not give it away,But I fear my mind,Is slipping away. I wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1004392/ Where is my mind?How do I find it?All of these things just happen,Just increase,In size,In space,In weight,In density. No matter how much I scream,And how I want to scream,To yell,To tear myself out of my skin,To cry,To sob,To lose myself in the emotion of it all. But I can't.I have to hol.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1004390/ He held out his hand, asked if she had any questions, and led to the next room where her sister's bed lay. She was scared, she knew that she was about to engage in something she knew was wrong, something she could come to regret.But she went anyway, full of trepidation, but she went anyway.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1004387/ Blue, blue eyes staring.Rough, rough hands stroking.Sharp, sharpest teeth pulling.Dull, dull sensations unceasing.Movement, movements of alternating pushing and pulling.Feeling, feelings of being too full, too empty.Black, black tar covering my soul.Hollow, hollowness only growing.Time, time pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1001157/ Writing about an encounter I had today in order to make sense of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1001120/ Glaring glow,Screen scrolling,Eyes dull,Heart sunk.Pulling away,Nearly impossible,All consuming,All demanding.No more time,Chores undone,Clothes never hung,Memories surmounting.Will I ever find a way to break this spell? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/1001115/ I was truly in the wrong?Was it me who kept changing their story?Was I really the one who tore apart our relationship?It's sad, that even now, you still mess with my head.When you're around I can't tell up from down,You turn me inside out,And it's just not healthy.No, you're truly not healthy for me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/985715/ Memories,Bringing back the weight, the feelings, the sensations.Darkness,Bringing back the fear, the insomnia, the paranoia.Rooms,Filled with images, memories, shadows.Places,Remembered, feared, avoided.Characters,Hated, overlooked, discriminated.Touch,Avoided, missed, feared.Smiles,Seen with suspic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/983124/ They say time heals every wound,But what happens when the wounds never seal?They say add a year onto the healing process for every year of trauma,But what happens when the trauma never truly stopped?They say that you're stronger than others,But what happens when you feel made of glass?They say that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/983122/ Scars come in many different Shapes,Sizes,Positions,Places,Reasons.They are not alwaysLong,Short,Big,Small,Visible,Self-inflicted.Mine areNumerous,Varied,Accidents.But some are alsoInvisible,Inflicted on purpose,Painful,Consuming.So what do I do with theseScars? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/977159/ Aisling pushedinto the man’s tight, well-formed body. Gasping as he moved his mouth from hersto her neck. She writhed under him, causing motions to gain speed. She gave asmall laugh that ended in a moan, she was in total ecstasy.  Her hands lifted above her body as she gaveinto th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974156/ What’s left when the pain goes away?What happens next?Do you move on?Do you feel again?Or does it all just fade into that deep black numbness? Love,The only emotion that blocks everything else out. Pain,Leaves you feeling empty. Nu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974155/ She glanced up from the table;she had been intent on her bowl of cereal. He had startled her; she wasn’texpecting him so soon.He strode towards her; he had wanted this badly, oh so badly.She felt his desire fill her head;it was always so hard to resist him.He had found her ea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974153/ A black void,A deep nothingness,All consuming,Eating its way into one’s soul. This void,With the consistency of pitch,Darker and bleaker than any starless night,Destroys all itcomes in contact with. It consumes until all the good and wonderfu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974152/ Hearing you say those words,Those words that stopped my heart,Those words that tore my world apart,Those words that I never dreamed I’d hear you say. With those simple words,So few and small,Neither big nor tall,So short and bittersweet,You tore my hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974149/ How does one heal a wound that one cannot see?Whether it be in one’s self or in another, which is theworse fate? What about the wound one can, but refuses to see?Does it make it better, to be in you or in me? Which is worse?Now you tell me, The beast.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974148/ This is something that I came up with in the middle of a dream. The theme is about Walt Disney. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974147/ I didn’twant it to heal.I didn’twant the pain to leave.I didn’twant it to get better.I wanted to feel the hurt, the anguish, the razor-sharpbeating that accompanied my heart.I thoughtthat if it stopped hurting that the love would fade.I didn’t wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/974146/ I wrote this back in middle school when I couldn't figure out what I wanted to write about. I'm quite pleased with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/969763/ Was it truly all a waste?Or am I just hopeful?Was there a lesson to be learned?Or am I just searching?Was there a purpose for your entrance and exit?Or am I just wishing?Was it all a lie?Or am I just bitter? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/968994/ Words,They bite,They sting.Are they true?Is that all I'll ever be?Am I that filthy?Am I that b***h?Am I that w***e?Feeling like screaming,Punching,Biting,Kicking.Knowing these words were intended to hurt,To maim,To kill.Yet wondering if they hold even the smallest amount of truth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LuthienThalia/967581/