http://slow.writerscafe.org/dakotalies The original writings of author Gloria en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776016831 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just something I wrote http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1685021/ The walls are blank as all of their empty faces they are silent with so much to say every time I look at them I think of what they see when I speak I wonder what they hear each of them know more than they let on all of them play dumb all of them know what is “cool” all of them act, they .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1446481/ I'll Wear you death like a bullet proof vest to protect what is deep in my chest, where you rest should be in my arms but because of fate, and me being a little late now your death has left me with out  breath . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1386057/ It's the little things the little things that catch my eye the sun on the leaves the morning dew on the grass the spiders web in the window and a smile on the face of a stranger .all of these little things can cause my thoughts to wander and make me wonder .what are all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1386054/ I can feel this ghost of my memories telling tails of years long gone I can hear her speaking of the days of my past and whispering wishes of my future http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1362699/ The flame flickers The smoke lights each breath is like a thousand slices on my flesh where others cut to feel pain and release I hold my breath like a blade in my hand to let it out to feel relief is not my goal I don't understand this hold that forces my hand to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1343308/ Sweeping hands blissful touch oh I Ache for that much With each breath I taste your skin and feel a longing from within like a breeze that feeds the fire that burns with my desire from you I will never tire could it be that you are my fire ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1336000/ PainShooting Stabbing Aching Echo's of my life Proof of myself http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1307474/ Everything seemed to fall into a routine once I got settled we went to sleep at about 12:30 every night woke up at 9 am and had breakfast waking up became my favourite part of the day I would roll over and see him either still sleeping or I would catch him looking at me and if I caught him he would .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1297883/ I cant help but think when is she gunna go to bed  I hope its soon maybe if I yawn ?  and in mid yawn she gets up Please say your going to bed ." you going to bed ?""just going to change first ". Yes ok play it cool don't seem eager its not like the most gorgeous girl you have ever seen is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1290055/ Okay so , it is getting to that time I'm tired he yawned so I get up and start walking to the bed room and he asked "Going to bed ?' "Not yet just getting changed ""Okay  do you mind if I grab my stuff first so I can change to ?""Oh, yeah deffinatly ."So while he was in the room .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1290029/ A germaphobe well that is the first thing that we have in common . I wonder what else we will learn about each other .Mika is the first person I have ever really wanted to learn more about  so I find my self asking questions and trying to get him to talk more but some how I am al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289969/ I see their facesI hear their chatterbut all they really are are blurred faces that shatter   http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289934/ To touchto feel Please say this isn't real I can hear the memory of your voice I can feel tears you made me cry I can't let go of this feeling of regret like I have this debt that will I will never be free of this unwavering fear of what isn't real I write what I can't deny I can't defy th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289932/  I hate to be me   the way I feel the way I act the fake smile I wearhow can I be the complete opposite of what I wish to be Can you see how I scream  do you see how I cry why can't I just not be me I don't feel anything until its too late and I drowned  I hate to be me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289923/ I'm done with you I'm done with this how can I move forward if all you do is hold me back how could I not see how you dragged me down  how can you do this change me to a whole different person and all I could see is how you made me feel but who I was is w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289917/ Tell me you love me tell me you care please this isn't fair how can you speak in a voice that will make me believewhen all you do is deceive  you hide behind a faded disguise but I will devise  a plan that surely you will understand to save my fate and heart from an end that will rip me ap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289913/ Tortured by  night Tormented by day my only escape is threw my mind but to reach serenityI must face thevoices in my head and the monsters under my bed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289452/ Is it ok to feel free is it ok to be me well I guess it will just have to be  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1289441/ As  the smoke takes me to a placeI feel like ice on a lake not quite strong but I seem to have fooled the ones who skate across my face on the surface I look indestructiblebut I fear the break andFlinch at the thought of someone catching a glimpse through my disguise  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1286327/ To Dance with you To move To step To twirl in your arms The feel of your hands on my hips The rythem of the music we create I wish to dance with you I wish to feel the heat of your breath in my hair I wish to feel the wind on my face when we twirl To take the last step so no space .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1285694/ I can't take this to hate you is to hate a part of myself How can I live like this  How can you make me ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1277390/ I'm okay...I'm fine Please just listen to my liesI hate this this feeling inside that says I'll never be okay I'll never be finewhen I  speak I hear nothing but pain in my vioce and sorrow in my wordsthough I act as if I'm okay that I'm fine I lay cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1270606/ Eyes of dark beauty watch me threw the night as the singing shadows lull me to sleep for their will never be rest for those in the deep grave .  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1238521/ Night and darkness sisters of another kind brought together every night  to dance with the stars that whisper sweet melodiesof the sleeping world twilight is for dancing but when the night is darkest and the stars loveley song is sweetest no one can hear .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1219250/ Wondering, leads to waitingWaiting  for the  day to be done ,for the end of the show ,the final act ...the last good bye waiting for you is like waiting for the end for the day to be done ,the end of the show,the final act... the last good bye now that I have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1219221/             It took no time at all for the movers to get here after I arrived at my apartment for the second time  though my self  Damian and Ryan had to move a few of there things  out of the way  it went pretty quick soon everything was where it sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1211909/ Well I am completely lost first I wake up then I go to the store and come back with a room mate? And hot one at that .Okay ,so my name is Mika and I am sooooo not normal I live in a world you would never have known existed if I weren't telling you right now it can be dangerous an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1211891/ Good Bye,the words of the long lost and forever forgotten to speak such words is to let go release and forget . words to say when finished to say with out meaning  is but a lie. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1195418/ The fire screams with life as the light dances across my face sleeping embers hot with thought subconscious bliss never more awake then when you dream all the secrets forgotten all desire's met every dream  meaningful  but not forever not yet when you are read.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1195412/ Changing , moving always different shapes and colour hot and cold strong and yeilding crying and raging forever my mystery  always there .A shelter to man  witness to miracles and disasters hate and love seen but often forgotten.watchful ,beautiful .Sky .I wonder do you look down.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1195398/ Submerged in painful bliss I see what is ...sky blue, grass greenand me  faded and tired  old but youngyet no one see's who I am but you .Can you understand ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1195392/ Seeing you leave ,Hearing goodbye ,saying I love youbut trying to hide the tears that threaten to fill my voiceWith the fear of choice maybe forever but maybe for notit would tear a whole in my heart to see you leave to hear goodbye but never to say ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1193928/ Sometimes I feel like I'm living my life on the other side of the curtain I'm closed off kept in and my only glimpse of the world is when the wind blows and I see just for a second what its like to be alive and feel the sun then I'm slammed back away from the world I wish.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1172275/ Whats so great about picking up the pieces the pieces of my broken heart the pieces of my shattered soul  the pieces that have been striped away to make room for more all the pieces that were worn and torn and battered by the media  the pieces to afraid to be s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1168084/ No thought, No theory, No time to be had but many tales to be told and many memories to recall and what a future to start so we begin to replay what was and what will be . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1158780/ The strong sight from the city of light as I move to the place that calls to the ties that carry the weight of my heart with all my might I take a bite of the life that slips through my hands and scorches my soul with the hate of human desire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1158777/ twinkling light that's rises from the sky and falls for the fool how could you be a tool in the box that save a motor and a mouth if all you ever do is shout for the strength to continue to sprout even when your as free as a trout in the open deep and dark like the shad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1158775/ Night as bright as any day alive with  dancing light and twinkling stars with wind as its music and earth as its shelter nothing  can compare to the celebration of dark beauty as the dangerous angels sing the lyrics of light into the night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1158772/ drifting ,dreaming sleep is my only escape and as I fall into it with an open heart I feel like singing  all my thoughts slip away under the weight of my dreams as I wake I dread the day to come and all the people I will see becauseI know they are not who I dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1153481/ A perfect stanger... are you serious that is the movie he chose put on when I get to his appartment really wow he has a sense of humor ...a dark one ."So since Im staying here where am I sleeping ? I don't see a second bed or a couch ". It wasn't really a statment as much as a question .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1152737/ Waiting,withering,as I try to catch the breath that I have so long desiredbut I come up withshallow gasps when I see the icein your eyes as it burns me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1152731/ Drowning out the noise is all I try to do I sorround myself with anything that will take away the consatant stream of thought and all the words and images but the loudest of all is the silence the deafinging silence that threatens to devour me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1149968/ Silence has its own voice it speakes to me through the rythem of my beating heartMy aching breath and The pounding of the walls as they Suround me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1149966/ The tears falling from my face are for who you would have been, The heartbreak I feel is for the obstacles you would have overcome, The devastation in me is for the pain you would have felt, and the future you will never have Rest In Peace,  I wish I could have met you befor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1148824/ In darkness I never felt as thought I have or am nothing  until I think of all you could be and again I am darkness as it was intended they loath and fear me  and though I am nothing they dispair in me and as I watch from the shadows of my heart the end of all is what I see&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1148821/ Holy Crap ! That is all I think as I go flying back wards I land on my butt and after a second I try to get up  however some one is holding me down I'm not a coward but at first I was scared about what was happening ,then I hear a voice telling me that its okay and that is when I realize I was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1148530/ the leave's are pounding their bodies  to the sound of the winds musical voice and as they carry my sorrow away with their laughter  i feel like dancing and swaying to the rythem of the language that I don't understand http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1086077/ Peering through the darkness so long that even the light that slips through the cracks begin to fade in to something that is nothing . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1086069/ Ugh, I feel so fake, like I'm wearing a mask. When you look at me, what do you see?Do you see some one confident  or scared, judgmental or judged?  When I walk away do you see the pieces of me that are scattered  and broken  ? What am I doing  I cant think thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dakotalies/1085665/