http://slow.writerscafe.org/Hannerr The original writings of author Hannerr. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776197910 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm staring at the screen,fingers poised to type,and find I have nothing to say.Instead of discussing in a poetic formatthe ups and downs of my life to dateor the people I love and care for,or even the people I frequently wish woulddropdead,I can't.I'd rather talk about trees,or dreams.Things with n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/535189/ Hello,it's been a while since we talked.You and I,we used to get on so well butthings happen.Things change.Of course I've missed you,you're something else to me.You're not like the others,you understand,you listen,you know.A lot has happened since we were friends.I lost my lifelines;vanished. gone. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/534738/ Hide. Wait. Rest. Repeat. Hide. Wait. Rest. Repeat. My days are endless, our work is endless. Twenty one, twenty two, twenty three. Keep counting the sunrises, keep talking, eating, blinking, breathing. Sun rises, we rise. We scout, we eat, we sit tight until night. Dark falls; time to run, time to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/534732/ To Kill A Mockingbird.I've often heard the title of this book,bandied about like some piece of celebrity prose."Oh yes, I know the one. Marvelous piece of literature, you simply must read it."From what I gather,it has nothing to do with how one would kill a mockingbird,making the title misleading,mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/534728/ to grip; to hold on.to grip; to not let go.to grip; to refuse to release.grip?I lost that a long time ago, now.I lost it on people,On normality,On my whole world.But most importantly of all,We lost grip,The functioning dysfunction,On what meant the most.We lost our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/439491/ So.You're dancing in my head again,Waiting for me to think of you,So that you can break free andFILL MY WORLD. You struck meAs something specialFrom behind a bookcaseIn the dark.The thought of you,Your simple image;I need youLike a heartbeat. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/360406/ It's the beginning of the end, my friends. Time to live, love and let go. times tickingtimes tickingwe cant give innot after all thishelp merun go charge movehelp meyoure slippingyoure out of reachsave me It'll be alright, I promise. The pain wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/346952/ I should've let go, you should've held on. Sure. Give up. Start running, and never look back.You can never run too far, never be away too long. Because... What's the point of shouting when no-one answers? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/346230/ 'On a night like this...'The songs we shouldn't be singing but just have to anyway,Bouncing of the moment.Blink,  and it's gone. 'I wanna stay forever...'Put the options down before me, choose this, or that.That, where your loyalty truly lies,That, where has been l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/344208/ For you, my friend. I hope you burn this bright forever. What happens to the momentsThat never quite pass?What happens to the snippets of time that seem to lastForever?We watch the stars, say 'watch them burn.'You don't think you're like them,Do you?That's where you'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/344203/ 'Welcome to a world whereperfection is a myth, andimperfection is insanity.' I'm running, running, running. I'mrunning without moving.What am I running from? I'mrunning from him, and his friends.That's right, I'm running, stillrunning, from Insanity. Runningfrom Insanity, an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/339449/ The sun is rising,We're both freezing,But the bright light appearing over the horizonIs making it all worthwhile. It's still dark,We're still cold,And I'm still pissed offThat you made me get up. The icy groundBrings our feet to life,As we're running home towar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/335473/ Seeing you still makes my heart skip a beat.Why? Why, why, oh dear god, why? Can't I look at you and just be happy to know you're my friend, and not want to bow down at your feet? Can't I spend time with you and not want you to have to go, again, can I not be delivered from the pain of watching .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/335469/ Is it wrongTo see you as musicAnd create a second pictureOf what you areIn my head? Can IInstead of see you as you areSee you as someone who needs meAnd not the other way around? Can I see youAs someone who'd stand by a lakeWith the mist still risingOn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/331433/ 'Everybody wants to be understood,Well I can hear you...' I hear you. I hear what you say, I hear what you mean. You say what you say, and mean what you mean, but does anyone actually understand? You talk, you act, you do, but for what? For no-one to understand? Or for some fool to t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/325234/ Stay with meTalk into the night.this darkness is safetydont wait for the light.Let me protect you,Keep you safe and warm.your lack of noticeleaves me torn.I love you, dear,And that's all I know.you love me tooplease let it show.Stay with meTalk into the night.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/324336/ YouMakeMeFEEL. Like I'm alive,Like I'm loved,Like I'm accepted,Like I'm understood. You're the sibling I want,You're the partner I found,You're the friend I need,You're the soul I share. We're together in the morning,We're together at night,We're toge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/324333/ Isn't it funnyHow one sentenceCan changeEverything? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/324332/ It's a shame,That times have changed,And that you no longer care.It's a shame,I became who I am,And that you no longer care.It's a shame,You changed so much,And that you no longer care.It's a shame,You lost your faith,And that you no longer care. I think you'll find it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/322258/ No, I can't deal with all this right now.And I definitely don't want to deal with YOU.Is it a sin for me to want to worry about myself?Or for me to be concerned about my health?Somehow, I doubt it is.So why can't I around you?I'll tell you why,Because all I'd get is "You'll be fin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/320630/ Will be edited, several times I hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/320199/  An old GAP baseball;The reason and subject of fond memories.You're battered and bashed,You're scratched, But you're still clean,Thank god.You're not too attractive,Nor are you the safest of my possessions,Accounting for the many bruises I acquired that summer.You're certainly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/320187/ A warm, Spanish night,Sitting out on the balcony.Do you remember? You showed me how to reset an iPod,Whilst softly singing 'More Than A Feeling'And strumming your air guitar. You threw jokes over to the other balcony,Along with a bear, headphones,And my shoe.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/319786/ For the lack of all things sane,For the abundance of stupidity,For the sheer joy a baseball can bring,For the warmth of the sun,And the warmth of a hug,For the excitement of hiding,For the feeling of wind in my hair,For the movement of a swing,For the colour of the day,For the way .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/319724/ Sometimes you've got to say thankyou. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/319635/ <restore settings? y/n> <y> Back to normal.Familiar sight, familiar sound. <run program TS.bak? y/n><y> Everything's all the same.We might be running a new program, but the software's all the same. <scan for viruses? y/n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/318513/ Shut up.Get out.I honestly don't care. Lying to you.Lying to myself.I honestly do care. I don't give a crap.About you.About her.About any of you. I'd give my life.For you.For her.For any of you. Take your stupid sympathy.Your failing comfort... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/317137/ I'd like to see them try. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/315896/ So, I guessed your name,Zachary.  My formless friend, finally taking shape. Back, Cack, Dack,Though, I admit. Fack, Gack, HackIt has taken me four months, Jack, Kack, Lack,Several guesses, Mack, Nack,And the whole alphabet to get this far. Pack, Quack,Not that I mind, Rack,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/314530/ Discussions about our own little nerdish things,Your 'totally epic idea' for a manga,Your first, you say.My new ideas,Most certainly not my first, I say.Serious discussion about your first love,Mikaela.Not-so serious discussions about,Oh, I don't know,How taffy and toffee are the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/314114/ 'Growing up' isn't all it's cracked up to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/314021/ My deepest thanks and greatest respect to you, *****. Thanks for letting me use your life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/313718/ Understanding. Acceptance. Two different things, my friend. I'll admit, they do go together quite well at times. Surely, if you understand something, you can accept it? NO. I'm afraid it's not that simple. You can't really control your understanding; you .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/313653/ Rant. RantRantRant. RantRantRantRantRant. That's all this is. A RANT. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hannerr/313647/