http://slow.writerscafe.org/EmilyBB The original writings of author Emily en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007770 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tears hide behind those pretty eyes, Sobs behind that pretty smile. A broken heart is hidden in that pretty chest. Visible to only those who care to look. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/1050624/ A glimpse into my nights as of late. About a boy who ended his life and took a little bit of my heart when he left. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/1036706/ For Christian. I miss you </3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/1031809/ He always wanted to be remembered.He always wanted people to know his name.He was the boy who played with fire.He was the boy who watched the flames.He thought the house was empty.He thought no one would care.He had started the fire,He had watched it burn.&nbsp;It was his fault i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/642991/ &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I couldn't open my eyes.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I couldn't hear anything.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I couldn't feel.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; But none .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/621258/ &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My mom is a mythology professor at the University near our home. Ever since I was a baby she told me stories about Faeries. Most people called them the Light Faeries and the Dark Faeries. It was an accurate description for the Seelie and Unseelie Courts. The Seel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/621242/ I have had multiple friends tell me that theyve been thinking about suicide lately and this poem was inspired by what they've told me as well as other factors. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/573739/ &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; My mom is a mythology professor at the University near our home. Ever since I was a baby she told me stories about Faeries. Most people called them the Light Faeries and the Dark Faeries. It was an accurate description for the Seelie and Unsee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/525451/ It was&nbsp;right before sunrise, when the world was caught in a haze of bluish twilight that happened before the sun had risen but after the moon had set. The grass which I walked across was covered in dew and fog covered everything from my waist down with a swirling dampness that clung to&nbsp;wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/523845/ This isnt really a poem just a rant. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/523276/ I'm just me.&nbsp;The girl with the constant smileand the overloud laugh.&nbsp;The girl who stays in the backroundbut secretly wishes to be noticed.&nbsp;The girl who never criesbut laughs it off instead.&nbsp;The one you never really think about or look at too closely.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/522132/ I woke up slowly feeling groggy, disoriented, and cold. Without opening my eyes I reached towards my fan to turn it off and found only empty air.For a moment I was confused. Had my fan been knocked over? Or had I moved it? And if I had why was it so cold? Then it came back to me. I wasn't in my ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/519387/ The definition of beauty changes with the passage of years.So&nbsp;theres no reason&nbsp;to waste your tears,On&nbsp;something so fleetingThat it truely has no meaning.This year thin may be in.But next year that could change.But still people make themselves deranged,Trying to fit the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/515644/ Slowly self destructingNever set on one thingNever doing a good thingNever to say youre sorryAlways waiting for the next partyDont you see how worried we are?Dont you&nbsp;think that youre going too far?What happened to the dreams that you had?You would be better than this is what yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/514910/ The night before,you watch the snow fall,gently on the wintery ground.As you get up hope abounds.You're praying,&nbsp;wishing to hear that sound.The&nbsp;five little words, that make everything okayToday is&nbsp;a SNOW DAY!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/514737/ I need you to listen to me As Ive listened to you.I need you to try and understandinstead of judging.I need you to stop what you are doing.You listen and then lecture.You miss the point altogether.I don't need someone to tell me what I did wrong.I need someone to tell me it will be all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/514428/ Why should&nbsp;I&nbsp;listen to&nbsp;what they say?&nbsp;It doesnt matter anyway.&nbsp;Why should I care what they think?&nbsp;Do they care that they pushed me to the brink?&nbsp;Why should I care if they laughed?&nbsp;You think I would stop living in the past.&nbsp;Why shou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/514257/ Friends until the endIs what we always sworeBut somehow that doesn't matter anymore&nbsp;Youre still there Im still hereBut the bridge in between has fallen&nbsp;Theres no way across,theres no way aroundwe cannot go backWhat we had is goneWe drifted apartAnd what we had can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/514042/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/513843/ ATTENTION!This is a no drama zone!Im sick of it!Im Tired of it!Drama at home!Drama at school!Drama at friends!Keep the drama away from me!I dont want it! I dont need it!Keep your drama to yourself!thank you! &lt;3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/512938/ I found out something about someone who I unfairly judged.I listened to others.I&nbsp;didnt think for myself.Now i feel guilty about the things I thought&nbsp;even if they were&nbsp;never said.The horrible thoughts that always filled my head.So in their eyes there may be nothing to f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/512329/ I'm trying so hard.Time is&nbsp;moving too fast.There seems to be no way, to make the good times last.&nbsp;All of their plansand expectationsmake it hard to be me.&nbsp;I'm scared of the future.I'm living in the past.The present seems nonexistentbecause it can't last.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/512302/ &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; They were coming to get her.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Cloe's family thought she was delusional because everyone knew there was no such thing as vampres. Though they were careful never to say anything within her hea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/502785/ Youve been my friend for yearsbut now you cant see me through youre tearsBut still you denythat he could ever make you cry&nbsp;I tried to helpI tried to explainBut it has all been in vainBecause you've changed&nbsp;Youre my best friendmy sister in a wayBut now it hurts too m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/500606/ The building was old and&nbsp;beautiful, and the second I saw it I felt a mix of emotions. I was surprised because almost automatically I felt at peace, as if I belonged there. But for all its outward beauty&nbsp;there was something sinister just beneath&nbsp;the surface. I concentrated hard trying .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/425088/ The passing scenery is picturesque and quaint. The forest surrounding the road is lush and there are flowers in bloom along the side of the road. It&rsquo;s quite beautiful, but at this moment I truly don&rsquo;t give a damn. I&rsquo;m being banished to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/405775/ In my english class we had to write an epitaph so i did one for my vampyre obsessed friend Amber =] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/383704/ I never used to believe in angels and demons. To me they were just parts of an elaborate story about god, the devil, heaven, and hell that was used to scare children into behaving. They were about as real as things that went bump in the night in my opinion. I stopped believing in all of that about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/383279/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/383276/ i wrote it for a group in school so it had to be kept kinda short which resulted in a ending that was kinda cliched and a cut off story line but hey what can you do? hope you enjoyed it anyway ^-^ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmilyBB/353248/