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			<title>Ten Years Apart</title>
			<description>Ten years apart, The pull still strong,Confusion and love,Make my heart beat strong.Doubt sets in, Is this right,Or is this wrong.Is this mutual.A picture of you, Appears before me.All the doubt,Gets washed away.Waves of emotion Wash over me.Some of it pain,Most of it love.The rest is fear.Fear that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/2042178/</link>
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			<title>*Untitled</title>
			<description>No title for it as of yet.  Just wrote it a few seconds ago and felt the need to share.  First one I've written in a good while.  So it might be a little rough.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/1300178/</link>
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			<title>Preface</title>
			<description>PrefaceI neverpictured the world would end up like this; filled with chaos.&amp;nbsp; Its skies grey from the orange and yellowfire down below as every inch was being covered in blood.&amp;nbsp; I never would have believed that I could bethe cause of all this. The worldas I knew it changed, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/592956/</link>
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			<title>(yet to be named)</title>
			<description>Rebecca's life was normal, until her 14th birthday, when her mother died and passed on the gift to her child.  She casts a Monster spell on her ex that goes horribly array.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/592955/</link>
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			<title>Submiss</title>
			<description>I wrote this one awhile back when I was looking at the world and contemplating.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/498252/</link>
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			<title>A*****e</title>
			<description>Poem name, unsure of, but I wrote it awhile back when I was dealing with a guy I trusted, and sexual harassment.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/498247/</link>
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			<title>2012</title>
			<description>The end is nearThe year that everyone fearsWill be the oneI cannot wait to see.&amp;nbsp;The end of the worldAs we know it.&amp;nbsp; What's so greatAbout our world As we know itRight now?&amp;nbsp;Is there anythingWorth saving?Or is the world better offWithout us?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/486873/</link>
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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>My b/f died Oct 19th 2009 at 1 am when I saw him gasp for his last breathe.  This is all I can write about it right now.  Not the best piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/486869/</link>
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			<title>Martyr</title>
			<description>Not sure about the title it's a work in progress</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/432573/</link>
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			<title>Absent Minded</title>
			<description>Absent mindedTo oblivianLost in a worldThat has forgottenHow to loveNo compassion&amp;nbsp;Absent mindedLosing faithIn humanityLosing faithIn oneselfBloody TuesdayEverydayAbsent minded&amp;nbsp;Screaming to be heardIn a crowd of dronesFor souls no longer existFeeding on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/432498/</link>
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			<title>Haunted</title>
			<description>Haunted by a pastThat I can&amp;rsquo;t escapeWishing for a new wayWishing for the darknessTo go away&amp;nbsp;Haunted my whole lifeHaunted in my deathHaunted forevermoreThe past I will never escapeFilling the air with smogCongesting my lungsChoking me to deathGo Aw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/432489/</link>
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			<title>Crying Out</title>
			<description>A song I just wrote about two people I knew back in high school.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430392/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Wrote this when I was 13 and everything just seemed wrong.  First song I ever wrote, so not that great, but yeah.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430034/</link>
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			<title>Painful Thoughts </title>
			<description>Painful Thoughts&amp;nbsp;I need to stop thinking,I need to stop thinking.All I think of is pain and suffering.I can&amp;rsquo;t get it out of my head.My mind puts me in a depressionAnd I can&amp;rsquo;t control it.I can&amp;rsquo;t stop the painI think in my head.I can&amp;rsquo;t c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430032/</link>
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			<title>Worried</title>
			<description>Worried&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;m so worried about you.You were such a good friendThat I could say anything toAnd feel safe telling you,Knowing you won&amp;rsquo;t judge meAnd you told me everythingBecause you knewThat you could trust meAnd still can.It&amp;rsquo;s just been so ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430030/</link>
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			<title>Hidden Pain</title>
			<description>Wrote this at either 14 or 15.  I really knew what was going on with my friend, but I was trying to get him to talk about the fact his step-father beat him and his mom.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430028/</link>
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			<title>Message To A Friend</title>
			<description>Another when I was 14, based on an online friend trying to kill himself while i was talking to him in messenger.   I was never allowed to get out a lot then.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430025/</link>
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			<title>Nowhere To Turn</title>
			<description>Another song from when I was 14 so keep that in mind</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430019/</link>
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			<title>Mysterious Girl</title>
			<description>A song I wrote when I was 14.  Started writing it in health class about a friend of mine, but it turned out different.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430017/</link>
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			<title>House of Destiny</title>
			<description>House of DestinyBy Sarah BuchananNow this story may sound strange to you. In fact, you probably won&amp;rsquo;t believe me. Hell I would not have believed me, but I swear to you that what I tell you is true.My story starts a week from yesterday. I was going on vacation as I t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430010/</link>
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			<title>Fathers Legacy</title>
			<description>Father's LegacyBy Sarah BuchananYou want to know what happened here, don&amp;rsquo;t you? This is going to be a hard story for me to tell. I don&amp;rsquo;t know if I&amp;rsquo;ll be able to remember it all. I still can&amp;rsquo;t believe it. I can&amp;rsquo;t believe that I survived it.Well ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430009/</link>
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			<title>Believe</title>
			<description>Believe?By Sarah BuchananI know what this looks like, but I swear to you I did not do this. Yes I know her blood is all over me, but it was not me. You have to let me tell you what happened. Even though you probably will not believe me, but I must tell you my story.It all s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/430008/</link>
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			<title>Bleed</title>
			<description>It's a work in progress.  But hopefully Mark and I will turn it into something that can be listened to.  Although then you might have to hear me sing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/428508/</link>
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			<title>Groupies</title>
			<description>This comes from dating musicians.   Although I myself have never been a groupie.  I'm always the g/f.  And it can probably relate to some girls on here, seeing as how any type of artist gets groupies.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/427666/</link>
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			<title>Turn</title>
			<description>A poem that kind of was inspired by a NOFX song.  I love them cause they remind me to think and to care.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/427356/</link>
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			<title>Lies</title>
			<description>About the lack of healthcare in this country, mostly venting.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/426505/</link>
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			<title>Lost Me</title>
			<description>Something I wrote when I was living out in California.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/397008/</link>
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			<title>Blast</title>
			<description>Just something I threw together after hearing and reading all these stories of shot gun blasts so to speak.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/396340/</link>
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			<title>Nowhere to Go</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Nowhere to go,Left in my car,The only place to sleep,My only sanctuary,&amp;nbsp;Left and abandoned,Feeling the pain,Feeling the loneliness,Stuck in a cityThat doesn&amp;rsquo;t care&amp;nbsp;A city full of homelessThrown on the streets,Left in hospital gowns,Left wondering..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/380763/</link>
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			<title>Raging</title>
			<description>Not much to say about it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/380755/</link>
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			<title>News</title>
			<description>Only news we get is fox right now and having seen the others it inspired me to write this plus reading a poem on here gave me some inspiration for this one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/380747/</link>
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			<title>Recession</title>
			<description>This is something I wrote today.  A friend of mine had to sell is blood today in order to afford food.  He's been out of work for 2 months due to this recession.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/379676/</link>
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			<title>Sunrise, Sunset</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I see the sunrise and fall on my life.It goes by so quickly;All the things that could&amp;rsquo;ve beenOr that I could&amp;rsquo;ve done;Things that could&amp;rsquo;ve gone differently.Life is like a river flowing by,You have to get on the boatAnd go down streamBefore it passes you by..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378462/</link>
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			<title>Strength</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Strength is a force used everyday,A force used in fighting,Fighting for my life.Trying to beat the demons,But failing at it.Learning the ways,The ways of life everyday,Trying to beat it.Fighting for life,Fighting for freedom.Fighting against the world,The world that..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378459/</link>
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			<title>Mother Earth</title>
			<description>title explains it all.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378457/</link>
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			<title>Sadness</title>
			<description>A poem from a hard time in my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378456/</link>
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			<title>Reply to your &quot;Review&quot;</title>
			<description>I don't come here to get &quot;criticized&quot; on the content or subject that I write about.  I prefer to get feedback on how I can improve my WRITING.  Subject manner is my choice and my opinion.  If you don't like it and feel the need to express that I should mo</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378453/</link>
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			<title>Riots</title>
			<description>Lived in LA for awhile, heard stories did research and contemplated about a screenplay on the subject.  So this is kind of a vent from the things I learned there versus what I was taught in VA.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378450/</link>
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			<title>Suffering</title>
			<description>Written out of frustration with the way everything has gone.  I think I wrote it before Obama.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378446/</link>
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			<title>Hate</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hatred lies within us all,Religion fuels it,Spirituality kills it.&amp;nbsp;Beliefs of othersSeparate the world,Fills our hearts,With discontentFills our soulsWith questions.&amp;nbsp;The hatred grows strong,In man and woman,It leaves us blindedAnd takes awayOur own hum..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378445/</link>
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			<title>I write</title>
			<description>Not sure if the name fits the poem, it's just all I can think of right now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378444/</link>
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			<title>Too much</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Too many thoughtsRunning through my headToo much emotionRunning through my veins&amp;nbsp;Life hits at once,Leaving you breathless,And alone,&amp;nbsp;The walls close in,The attack begins,The air is gone,Left with nothing again,&amp;nbsp;Becoming numb,My safe hiding,My pl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378440/</link>
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			<title>Never Again</title>
			<description>Something I wrote about Darfur.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378439/</link>
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			<title>Creates Boundaries</title>
			<description>It's what I'd like to call a downward spiral poem because everything that creates boundaries tends to just turn worse and worse.  Mostly this one's just self expression purposes.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378438/</link>
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			<title>The Untold Story of Quasar Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Aislinn Walker doesn't know what she's getting herself into as she asks her friend, Justice, to bring an antique Witch board to her welcome home party. Aislinn and her high school buddies, as well as a few new friends, learn a dark secret about their home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378413/</link>
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			<title>The Untold Story of Quasar Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Aislinn Walker doesn't know what she's getting herself into as she asks her friend, Justice, to bring an antique Witch board to her welcome home party. Aislinn and her high school buddies, as well as a few new friends, learn a dark secret about their home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378412/</link>
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			<title>The Untold Story of Quasar Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Aislinn Walker doesn't know what she's getting herself into as she asks her friend, Justice, to bring an antique Witch board to her welcome home party. Aislinn and her high school buddies, as well as a few new friends, learn a dark secret about their home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378411/</link>
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			<title>The Untold Story of Quasar Prologue</title>
			<description>Aislinn Walker doesn't know what she's getting herself into as she asks her friend, Justice, to bring an antique Witch board to her welcome home party. Aislinn and her high school buddies, as well as a few new friends, learn a dark secret about their home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/378410/</link>
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			<title>The Untold Story of Quasar</title>
			<description>Aislinn Walker doesn't know what she's getting herself into as she asks her friend, Justice, to bring an antique Witch board to her welcome home party. Aislinn and her high school buddies, as well as a few new friends, learn a dark secret about their home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/222012/</link>
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			<title>America</title>
			<description>I wrote this in 11th grade after finishing a test in American Studies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/writerofdarkness/221530/</link>
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