http://slow.writerscafe.org/QnMz The original writings of author Mz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776053337 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Haunted hours of the nightI wait for mercyTime ticks slowly byas sanity leaves my sideHe sits there,at the edge of our forestsilent and watchfulready to pounceNever to be surewhat fate will have - to live or to dieis at destiny's feetWhen the moment arrivesall hell breaks looseNo faster to run .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1389681/ feel nothingbut do sowith the passionof a gathering stormsay not you lovefor it destructs allleave without wordsas our heartssilent and emptyto live in a lieour fate now awaitsAugust 24, 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1242566/ deathso takes a lifeleavingbut crumbs of steelthefinal day arrivestoshow us how we feelsilencecrushed with painforthose we wish were hereonewatches with a stony gazenoforce to spill her tearssilentto all her breaking heartnocries to show it's realawa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1216387/ Love,agift from the godsaforeign conceptlostat seablindto my heartalonely soul thus bleedsforhaving lovedisa giftlifehas not given meAugust 1, 2013 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1215887/ asone day passedanotherbecame hoursrolled bytearsdid the sameIfeel your painnodistance, no timethenit was saidnow I know you liedfilledwith sadnesscan'tmake it subsideifyou felt my heartyou'dbe by my sideNovember 24, 2012 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1073644/ openyour eyesawhisper in silencenosouls around thesound then diesstayin your cageawhisper in fearhereit comesthebellow of rageplease,don't goawhisper of dreadI should fightor just say nosuchfoolish girlawhisper of anger.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1006740/ Verse 1It'sthree in the morningandI'm wide awake.Ican't close my eyesorI'll see your face again.Everyshadow has a faceandin my dreamsit'syours they take.Ican't breathe'causeyour haunting mekillingmy dreams.AsI close my eyesandfall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1006554/ Sometimes I am my own worst enemy. Contradicting myself by running from what I want yet fear to have. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1006528/ I'mrunning out of hoursthere's no room to breathethe darkness isclosing inand the wind is starting to spinworld is out ofairI scream but there's no soundin pain I reach outbutthey let me fallfear makes me cryand that's when I flyNovember23, 2009 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1006435/ Wrote this years ago. A unique piece for me, as it seems to be the only free verse I've managed to write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1006170/ A piece from my younger days. Describes life in the sense of emotional abuse one feels when living with an alcoholic parent. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1005956/ I never seem to know what to write in those annoying 'about me' boxes. So instead I produced this little helper to convey what I otherwise couldn't. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/QnMz/1005947/