http://slow.writerscafe.org/Finn1997 The original writings of author Caitlynn Cusick en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003433 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 warning: accidental smut, not too much, but youve been warned! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1449645/ Chapter Four: A Meeting with the King. Alaric watched over them from above, barely visible as more than a bird at this height. He saw everything from the kiss&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1448782/ Chapter three: A New Dawn Camilo awoke to comfort. A smell of roses and angelic grace filled his senses. A feather caused him to sneeze. He was confused at firs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1448763/ 　　Camilo woke with a start, a nightmare fading from his mind. There was a chill in the air, and at the edge of the small clearing where the family was asleep, he could hear the creatures of the night eager to get their hands on the members of the small group. He shivered, and willed th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1435711/  　She flew as fast as her wings could take her. She had no idea of where to go, only that she needed to follow her brother, Alaric. A storm was coming, and her kind was falling fast. Her parents and sisters have already fallen, and they were too slow. She begged quietly for her little bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1435703/ Rosalyn is a young angel, who has fallen for her parents mistakes. she travels through hell with her older brother, her two young twins, and a strange boy on a journey to find who started it all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1435701/   Cadence sat in first block algebra, playing with her bracelets on her wrist. She rarely wore any kind of jewelry but today it was necessary to hide the bruising left from another night of pain. As she thinks back to the night before, she saw the look in her dads eyes, anger and rage. She felt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1285630/ This is a concept im trying to get started... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1285625/ i see the world in colors and feeling and sound,each word a flurry of music,feelings showing proud,colors blurring in a frenzied flight.words dont just sound like words,i hear them as a song,highs and lows and music notes,where others hear people drone on.feelings flood me like a storm,i feel all of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1198491/ im cutt so deep,im frozen in time,i have to break free,before its all lost.soul is shattered,i cant catch my breath,fallen so far,im drowning in death.im off the beaten path,so far past life,im lost to humanity,i cant keep in time.why must i always,fall so far behind,right when i catch up,i only los.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1198489/ secrets kept and hidden away,kept from light and buried deep,yet everything's fine now with me.the sun is shining my friends are true,my clouds are gone and so are the blues,im getting better slowly but surely.my days are looking brighter,my sorrow slipping past,my life is finally looking up at last.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1198488/ soul is broken,my hearts been stolen,taken captive,so many words left unspoken.a bitter token,left by loves affection,a stitch in my heart,left from where you tore it open. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1198485/ i crossed my heart,hoped to die,i slit my wrists,as time flies by.i loved,you lied,promises broken,as i die. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1196908/ looking through the hourglass,ive lost track of all the time thats past,the sand has become every mistake i have ever made,and it feels like forever.you're no longer here,proving all i had was fear,and god it feels like forever,without you being near.i know its my fault,it never is yours,and now for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1196418/ secrets kept and promises broken,left behind like old tokens,something to remember happier days.tucked in boxes and packed away,things you want to get rid of,but you know you'll regret one day.things we want to forget,melancholy memories,are all we have left of better days.we know they hurt,oh how t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1196417/ they say that nothing gold can stay,that in the end the green will fade,both are true in so many ways,neither bring to mind happy days.friends will leave and time will pass,love will thrive but it wont last,what about family, is that exempt?tell that to kids who have to pay rent.someone somewhere wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1196405/ needed to vent... got major problems... hope you like my struggle... l: http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1196076/ this is going to be a little weird, so bear with me.first, i want you to close your eyes.have you done that? well i'm not going to wait for you to do so.i don't have all day after all.second, take a trip into your own psyche.bypass all the happy fluffy parts,those are useless to this trip... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1192367/ what are these.... emotions... is that what they are called?    i have lost all meanings of the word.its syllables taste dry and lifeless on my poisoned tongue.i can't recollect more than fragments of feelings.all i feel is anger and sorrow.    are there any more emotions out the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1192361/ another morning,waking up from a drug induced slumber,meant to ease me from my pain, instead causing an addiction to the blissful innocence of my dreams.another morning,spent making my life happy,with a mask of make up and clothes to fit in.what do i do to please them today,line my eyes in gree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1188554/ doctor prescribe me a dose of sanity,drug filled illusions,weaving delicate webs through my dreams,since when is this reality?doctor prescribe me a dose of life,taken in the form of sleep filled light,  give me something to break my heartso i can make it whole again when reality sets back in.do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1188069/ body and mind,  want to different things,if not for want i'm a contradiction.mind wants love, in the shape of a lovers heart   sent to me in the form of my boyfriends warm embrace,why cant body want what mind takes graciously?body wants what body cant have,  the gracious curves o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1187610/ are words no longer enough,to speak the volumes my soul holds?words are like spells sent to free me from my sorrow, speaking quiet like whispers with the force of a dragons flame,when have words stopped speaking,and turned into just letters on paper?are there no longer emotions put forth,no lon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1186975/ falling apart,pieces cracking,glue no longer taking.     pain filtering down,like sand through an hourglass,    collecting in my soul like dust on nesting dolls.hiding within myself, not letting it escape,                    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1186791/ i found this today while cleaning my room... i think i wrote this way back in middle school... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1180911/ soul is screaming, my body a cage.shaking in fear, afraid of myself,can't break free, is there a way out? im breaking in two,when will my madness finally breakthrough?i do a good job hiding it, but when will it become too much formy fragile soul to take?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1180209/ am i a liar, am i a mistake,why do people think getting to know me,will make your soul mine to take..?am i a fuckup, am i useless,why does everyone ignore the fact,that my mistakes are due to their abuse?dont they know how much they hurt,dont they know its their fault? im not useless, im no mis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1179170/ i feel like i'm running,running in place,sometimes moving forward,but never winning the race. this girl who I've become,is faster than the last,yet still how can,i never make it past.I've started the race, I've picked up my pace,I've improved my time,and yet I've fallen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1176652/ the time has come,to part our ways,and say hello,to sunny days.in the end, we know what must be done,say goodbye to school,and cry 'yes' to the sun.even though the year has closed,the doors are locked,and seasons slow, we all will still remember the days.the days of fun,the days of laughs,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1174825/ i feel the beat,rushing forth in rhythmic passion,flowing through my soul,lighting my senses ablaze.with a drop of bass,my heart follows thee,with your loud excitement,i get carried away.fast paced and crazy,driving me insane,flowing through every fiber of me,you speak right to the one no one sees.t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1172548/ what if this is all a dream,a twisted warped reality?what if life only meant death,living only from your first to last breath?what if life isn't what it seems,a bitter curse to fill the void of realities?what if god is punishing us,for every ounce of breath we take?what if we are only thieves,steali.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1168708/ standing alone in a sea of self doubt,drowning in sorrows and losing my fight, i stumble and fall, fading away,only to wonder, "how can i stay?" the flood of poor self image, washing me away,pulling me under, day after horrid day,beats me down, never fighting back.slowly but surely, my wor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1167497/ just my little musings... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1163512/ i cant bring myself to wake up,cant stand to face the day,it only brings me tears and sadness,cant seem to wash it all away.i'm stuck in a vicious cycle,forever meant to feel the hurt,crushed under the blackness,buried under all the black soot.i've fought these horrid fires,broken through all the fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1152159/ this bleeding heart,filled with hurt,is barely beating behind the rust,of a thousand storms of pain.i shelter it securely,behind my broken wings,guarding it from pain,and other evil things.i hide myself from view,a person rarely seen,the girl you think you know,is just an actor in your scene. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1151573/ i have an addiction,an addiction to control,not of other humans,but of this poor soul.i fascinate myself,for not knowing pain,for causing myself harm,and loving my blood-filled veins.a cutter in the past,a cutter once again,a self confessed masochist,an addict to the pain.addicted to the sting,addic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1151567/ i laugh as people ask,"why do you cut?",i simply counter,"why don't you?"for they never know,the power of a blade,how good it feels,to control your fate.one flick of a wrist,a puddle of your blood,a sign of civil war,an attack on familiar flesh.my scars are signs of battle,a war against oneself,a si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1151563/ the blood seeps out,the power unfolds,i lose all control,as insanity takes hold.the smell of copper,the rush of adrenaline,the sting of pain,becomes my drug.the masochist in me,revels in the pain,opening red doors,inside my fragile flesh.the line between,my pain and me,has blurred beyond,the point o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1151556/ name doesnt fit... but im beyond caring anymore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1144506/ People don't see:The tears on my face,The scars on my wrist,The pain hidden inside.People dont care:That im dying inside,That I'm stuck in my sorrow,That I'm in a body without a soul.People don't know:That it's hard to be alive,That I'm broken and bleeding,That I carry a bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1144429/ sorry now, sorry then,sorry is all,I've ever been.sorry for pain,sorry for tears,sorry for our,solid one year.sorry for keeping you,sorry for seizing you,sorry for being, the one to erase you.sorry for the blood spilled,sorry for the memories filled, sorry for my feelings,eating me apart.sorry for t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1142174/ If you should die,Before we reunite,Your soul I'll make,My goal to take.I'll be the first,To watch you go,"I love you" will beThe last words you'll know.If you must leave,I need you to know,My heart won't live on,'till we're both six feet below.For my heart will die wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1141609/ well... i was on the bus, and this popped into my head... so i wrote it down and a melody played... i set it to music, sung it with a simple tune, and little did i know, it was gone all too soon. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1138249/ by blood,by blade,I'll be reborn.through fire, through flames,I'll leave this world.in darkness,in death,I'' be no more.in memories,in thoughts,I'll live forever more.by black, by white,I'll slowly end my plight.by pain,by sorrow,I'll be gone by tomorrow.by secrets,by shame,I'll bring an end to my p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1136429/ just a little... rantings... the emotions are all real, all true... whenever something like emotions take flight and turn into words, its hard to ignore them. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1135915/ theres a lot to know about me and my past... i trust you all on here to not use this against me. i wont go into detail... but... here i go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1132951/ you think im not over you, because of the tears i cry,you think im caught in the past, because i wont let it die,you think im silly, for loving you still,you think im a fool, for wishing i had you back,you, my love, are wrong.i cry because you dont see me,im stuck in the past because it made me,im s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1132323/ everyone has that breakup poem, and this is mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1131786/ little girl, 15 years young,has fallen from grace,fallen in love.of this love, she is ashamed,for her heart belongs to a girl,her best friend soul mate.it hurts her so, to keep this hidden,from her parents known,for its her girlfriends bidding.to hide her pain,she turns to drugs,not weed, not meth,b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1116168/ take this as you may... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Finn1997/1115563/