http://slow.writerscafe.org/Russianbluesky93 The original writings of author Autumn Brown en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776200736 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 essay needed to be saved somewhere and google docs wasn't working... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1136917/ The window in my room is open, the smell of rain breezing through on thewind.Imove closer to the window,I watch the individual droplets collect on mywindow pane. A corner of my mouth lifts up in a small smile.The sound of raincomforts me, and comfort has been rare to me for a long while. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1112513/ I'm stumbling over logs, my arms spread wide to keep my balance.The world is tilting, and the calls of birds, the whisper of the wind, melts with the cries and shouts of the guards.I must escape.I swear I've never felt this...desperate. I've never felt this feeling spread through my v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1112500/ Deviant mindDeviant soulSo many things out of my controlDeal, I can't Rotten heartRotten lungs I have become forgotten I'm loosing myselfTheres no timeNo time to correct my wrongsI've been gone far too long My last chance is a bitter choiceBetter left undecided Words float p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1111867/ I am suprised time flies on its ownAll of these lights are especially brightBut once in the dark, i succumb to frightMy emotions aren't easily condonedMy heart sits inside me just like a stoneLook and realize the pain in my eyesWhy doesn't anyone hear my cries?What i really want to do is go homeLivi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1101102/ I've got a storm bottled up insideBeing dragged closer to the lightAgainst my willI want to stay in darknessMy soul has been seenMy secrets revealedAnd my lifestyle exposedWhat else is there about me, that you do not already know?My heart is stone, my face is blankWhite spots glitter across my visio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1101095/ Their looks of pity hem me in from all sidesI've never felt so desperate in my entire lifeThe pity reaches me and sits motionless in my veinsI am free they say, but I'm still in chainsI burn holes straight through the darkMy beating heart creating a midnight sparkThey don't see its actually reversed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Russianbluesky93/1100690/