http://slow.writerscafe.org/lilithimmaculate The original writings of author Faith en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986541 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Rain gently fell over the silent graveyard, clinging ardently to wilted petals and cold gravestones.  There was no sound here; no sound, but for the soft rhythm of the rain. Thunder rumbled ominously against the horizon, shattering the silence like a scream. The sound incited an expl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1774320/ I waited for you by the river's edge this morning, in that special place we always meet. It was early when I went there; the mist was still shrouding everything like a ghostly embrace. I remember this well, because it hindered my vision as I waited and looked for you.  You never came. I wear t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1707652/             Storm cloudscluttered above the death of twilight, glowering with downcast eyes, withoutemotion or intent. They seemed to loiter there, in the sky above, as pointlessas a candle without a wick, simply an annoyance to the already irritatedatmosph.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1612988/ She fled the golden gatesThe stars shining in her heartFractured, shattered, broken She's a soul torn apartFallen, forsaken by graceOnly black feathers and blood remainDark skies cry when angels dieGaia writhes in shameSplit, the ground shuddersA testament to the crimeAnd seeks to release the h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1375691/ The blazing headlights of my '71 Mustang cut through the darkness like dull blade, effective but not proficient. I was mesmerized by the light, drawn to it like a month to flame and hopefully, I would meet the same fate. Leaning my elbow against the door, I peered out the side window and revel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1293382/ Welcome home.You are here to stay. But me, I am only passing through. You won't remember my name...But I will remember yours. We kissed in the pale moonlight And held hands as we walked through the cemetery. You were happy, high on life. I was indifferent and cold.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1165970/ The bleakness of my condition was horrifying, even to myself. Here I sat, alone in a graveyard, wishing for the reprieve of change or the relief of death.  The wind whispered the lyrics of depression and the sun, an annoying hindrance to my dark mood.  I was lingering at the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1124957/ In the spirit of "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1124689/ Why am I so important to you?Is there not another more worthy of your time?Why do you want me - I am nothing!A broken heart and a twisted mind   My wings are broken nowLimp mutations incapable of flightA wraith bathed in beauty A testament to pain and plight &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1119452/ I was here all alongThe dark song of my soulWritten in the diary of an angelMy means for letting go  You told me to stop cryingThat you’d be alrightTurn away. Don’t you stay.This isn’t your fight  Victorian laceOut of placeHiding in the d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1112622/ Sublime is the sensation of fallingThe plummeting descent into despairThe once emotive and cathartic Now dead and no longer cares The climax was exhilaratingLiberating the senses and the soul The injection of perfectionThe exquisite loss of control The sound, a horrible.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1108355/ In silence we awakenFrom the darkness we are bornAnd to the light we strive,But soon our hearts are torn Broken into piecesBut the pieces can’t be foundFor instead of put togetherThey are trampled in the ground The light turn to shadowThe shadow turns to darkL.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1107136/ Can you hear me calling?Lost within the atmosphere of a dreamWrithing, undulating, and solidifying I need your belief to be seenMortality was compromisedThe spirit fled it’s cageAdrift in a world of shadows Life composes a new page With new eyes, I now seeViewing the same.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1105791/ Eternity has no sense of humorAs cold as a withered hand in a jarThey said I would do great thingsI would prosper and go far There is nothing more to do, Then to lie here in my bed Catching passing whispers Whispers that I am dead I did not perish, don’t you see?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1105454/ I have become the monsterI have become the pain I cannot control the monsterThe beast I cannot tame I am in love with the monsterThe darkness in my mindI am afraid of the monsterI am dying inside I cannot kill the monsterThe beast that will not dieI cannot live with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1105427/ Once you were here, but now you are goneLocked within a dusty tombA tear inspiring memory You were taken too soon Withered, drawn, and lifelessBut do you only sleep? Without you, life is without meaningMy heart forever weeps I go to you at nightfallBearing offeri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilithimmaculate/1105424/