http://slow.writerscafe.org/aleiahiah The original writings of author MissAlei en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986559 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2962933/ N/A http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2944872/ To my babygirl who was to perfect for Earth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2931948/ not really a poem but my mind at the moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2920659/ Have you ever been stuck between waiting for someone to come back or moving on? read this story about a girl named Jewl who is in this situation and find out if she waits for her love to return to her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2911062/ N/A http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2907368/ the past 10 years of my life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/2907354/ She waits below the window,&nbsp;Screaming my name,&nbsp;I do not know her but yet she looks familiar,She wants me to go outside,but, i am afraid, I am alone in here,afraid and alone, with a girl at my window,&nbsp;what should i do?Soon, I think i have the strength to face her, to speak to her,&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1942222/ As She stares into the mirror,&nbsp;she sees imperfection,&nbsp;She sees pain, and sadness,&nbsp;As she makes the first cut,&nbsp;She watches the blood drip down her arm,&nbsp;and laughs as she makes a second,She can feel the terror and sadness leave,&nbsp;this is her escape, her only way,&nbsp;the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1243786/ I walk through your shadow,it's as dark as night,i can't excape,&nbsp;for i live in fear,how to say,&nbsp;what i don't know,but as time goes on, you become more aware,and as your shadow fades, i begin to die,as i take a breath, and grab your knife,holding it to my wrist,i don't fear this pain,it mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1117394/ i will add more as time goes on http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1116650/ at age 9, nothing changed at all so&nbsp;there's&nbsp;really nothing to say, same everyday routine and stuff happening.at age 10, my mom and dad were evicted from the house we lived in and we had to move but had nowhere to go, so we went from place to place (usually someone&nbsp;elses&nbsp;house eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1116621/ At age 4, i dont really remember much at all.. but the one thing i do remember is falling out of a truck, a yellow dodge, the truck was moving, i was sitting by the door, not wearing a seatbelt, no car seat, next to my little brother Billy, the door came open and i fell out, if it weren't for my lit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1115992/ my mom married the guy i call dad when she was 2 months pregnant with me and told him he was my father, to this day he still dont know she cheated on him and dont know who my father is... i was born 3 months later at 5 months gestation (4 months premature) i weighed 2 pounds, i was born in Springfei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1115252/ my life pretty much summed up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1115245/ written for my little cousin Daniel Price, R.I.P. Danny <3 It's not so much a poem, just things that i wanted to say http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1114830/ Hold my hand,&nbsp;Bring me to reality,Save me, from who i am,and&nbsp;rescue&nbsp;my future,before its too late,before i mess up&nbsp;again,&nbsp;just freaking save me from myself,hold me and never let go,&nbsp;tell me you love me and never let me out of your sight,&nbsp;and always remember who i o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1103596/ As the blood drips down her arms,She screams and cries for her life,As she awakens, she remembers the dreams of her past,Still haunting her like it was just yesterday,when it was only the first time she cut her wrists, She cant stop, No matter what she does,&nbsp;She knows she will slip again, its w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1103125/ She waits below the window of a grey house,she is silenced by a dark shadow,she cannot speak for she is afraid,she is waiting for someone to help her,but there is noone,she cries for help, but noone can hear her,she gives up and suddenly she vanishes, http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1103119/ depression is always secretly there, and i still see the old me when i look in the mirror, my reflection fades as i slide to the floor crying,&nbsp;cant u see im right?&nbsp;the cutting never truly stops,&nbsp;the thought still lingers in my head, u dont know what ive been through, all the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1103117/ through the darkest of shadows, love shall conqour, and peace and dignity will follow,&nbsp;i see no light but often hear the voice of my past speaking and warning me to be cautious,&nbsp;i dont listen as once agian i fall, i pick myself up, shattered heart and all, and gracefully move on as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1103116/ &nbsp;&nbsp;~Reality~*Bring, Bring* The alarm clock on Sara's desk rings loudly, waking her in a frantic state.. Her eyes open as she reaches for her cell phone. She reads a text message from her sister Elisabeth, explaining that she would be taking her to school and to be ready in 45 minutes. "F**k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aleiahiah/1103104/