http://slow.writerscafe.org/ZarkinFrood The original writings of author Trillian en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776251385 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A poem about afterlife. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1051214/    Eleanor's throat was as dry as her heart was electric. Her brain screamed at her hesitant muscles as she took off into the woods, powered by fear and adrenaline. Her muscles felt weak, but painless. Death. Certain death. Her inevitable fate was shrieking at her in the back of her mind b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1051202/ At night my thought's are abundant So much so my sleep is reluctant. I lie, enthused My brain overused Then my eyes shut, my sleep is triumphant. Reality now ceases to exist My mind controls me and I can't resist. Though why would I want to stop free entertainment?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1050828/ I gaze into the future I run into a wall I sit at my computer And I begin to stall Maybe I'll just sit in bed Maybe I'll muffle the worry The anxiety and fear and dread Oh! That kitten's cute and furry Why does it matter now? I am only so young My ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1050737/ A poem about depression. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1050716/ A story I have thrown around, changed and rewritten many of times. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1050655/ She looked down in the silence to avoid his eyes. She slowly led her gaze to his hands awkwardly folded on the table. Shaking. Tapping. They grabbed each other in search for comfort, but vexation stimulated his heartbeat to an electric pace.  She continued to stare at the trembling palms. The t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ZarkinFrood/1050597/