http://slow.writerscafe.org/Chuppico The original writings of author Rad!0Act!v3 T3ddyB3ar Z0mb!3 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003311 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I hate the way that you're so cold,And how you look down upon me,For being bold,I hate that you're so silent,Never raising your voice,Even when they get violent,I hate that we're just friends,That someone else holds you heartstrings,At the very ends,I hate how you get mood swings,That they only happ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/662693/ Might not make sense to most. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/662691/ Wrote this after a long conversation with one of my DA friends. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/662688/ Did this on the bus http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/552381/ One of my more...lighthearted poems <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/527377/ Straight through my head,And into yours,We lay in the blood together,As it pours,Our skulls are almost empty,Our brains on the floor,We'll always be together,For ever and ever more... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/509823/ Johnny and Tina,Sitting in a tree,K-I-S-S-I-N-GFirst somes love,Then comes Marriage,Then comes the abrupt, tragic Miscarrige,Then comes blame,Then comes dispair,Two hearts broken beyond repair,Johnny leaves Tina and takes Marie,D-I-V-O-R-C-E http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/444283/ One of my friends said it once and I laughed X3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/437377/ Be careful when you close you eyes,And remember,Time flies http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/433837/ All the hate I've ever held,All the anger and the pain,To show it on my body,Tells what words cannot explain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/433831/ Roses are red,Violets are blue,Sugar is sweet,But the roses are wilted,The violets are dead,The sugar bowl is empty,And my hands are stained red http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/428786/ This thing I'm holding...Caused me much pain....&nbsp;This thing I'm holding...How could something so warm....So comforting...Cause so much hurt...&nbsp;This thing I'm holding...I don't think...I want it anymore... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/424894/ v.v http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/421837/ If you don't like 'emo' then don't read this poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/410801/ Call me the girlThat no one noticesCall me the girlThat no one lovedCall me the girlThat you can see crying and walk right pastCall me the girlThat has given up on everythingCall me the girlThat you can see bleeding and ignoreCall meThe forgotten http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/409725/ If you look in the mirror,and don't like what you see,You've found out firsthand,What its like to be me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/409717/ You Call me emo,You make fun of my clothes,You don't notice the scars,You don't see the tears,You don't see the blood,You don't see the pain,But if you sayANYTHINGabout my musicYou will be sorry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/409715/ If I kill myself,It'll kill the pain,A suicide death,A suicide game,My skull is bleeding,In the dust,All my rage,Turns to insane lust http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/409713/ Life is meaningless,There is nothing to live for,So why do you try? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/404285/ Your hand to my throat,The rage in your eyes,Its clear what you want to do,So why don't you do it,I say DO IT! DO IT RIGHT NOW!KILL ME!You say I JUST MIGHT DO IT!I say YOU DON'T HAVE THE BALLS!!!Thats true, and you know it!You could never hurt your precious 'kitty'If you don't ki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/404278/ Another one of my very few rhyming poems... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/404270/ Family?&nbsp;They're not my family,For I do not claim them,Nor do they claim me,In fact they call me 'it','What is IT doing at the table?''Let IT do it.'&quot;IT has no feelings!'All those slurrs...hurtful phrases,They are all common,They do not hurt me any longer,They are now ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/403854/ They don't know what I'm hiding,I turn my head to the side, as if in confusion,But they don't know what I'm planning,I act foolish just to lead them to a false ease,Bu they don't know what I'm thinking,&nbsp;I could kill them all and no one would suspect me,because they don't think I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/399927/ In my dark room,On my blood stained bed,I sit, with my little light,I put my knees to my chest,And stare into the never-ending blaze,Oh crap, someone's coming,I panic and blow out my light,They come, they leave,And there's my little light,There to comfort me,Just like a friend sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/395973/ You know who you are -_- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/395965/ Him: ~I walk alone, on the boulivard of broken- ARRRGH!!&nbsp;Me: Glass. d********g. -_- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/395958/ I'm PRETTY PRETTY PRETTYwith a knife in my hand,a razor in my eye,and stitches in my body where they took the ugly out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/394027/ This mask,It hides everything,Very few have seen under this mask,But they were never my friends again,I smile to mask the pain,I laugh to mask the tears,I giggle to reassure my friends,I say I'm okay, but in reality, I'm not,I need them to comfort me,But they all don't see,All th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/394025/ Is it that hard to see?To see what they do?To hear what they call me?Because it painfully obvious to me,Is it that hard to see the marks left by them?The nameless faces,The faceless people,They are always doing things in plain sight,but nobody seems to notice,Or they don't care eno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/394018/ Hello spider, my old friend,Come to bite me and make my end?&nbsp;Its okay, its just fine,I actually don't mind,&nbsp;But, my friend, you have to know,It won't&nbsp;be long before it shows,&nbsp;The venom as it spreads is oh so sweet,I say bye and you scurry away&nbsp;past my fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/393493/ If you left,I wouldn't miss you,I wouldn't cry for you,I wouldn't say your name,If you left,I wouldn't dream of you,I wouldn't write to you,I wouldn't remember you,But before you go,There's something you must know,I'm not honest :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/393068/ I'm going to find myself,If I appear before I come back,Please tell me where I've gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/393064/ An old tale my grandma told me once...eh... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/393038/ I'm looking at the mirror,But all I see is a monster,This ugly, hated monster,I can't bare to look a the monster,I break the mirror but the image won't go,The image of it grinning at me,I claw at my being but all I feel is scales,my&nbsp;screams are not heard,The floor falls away and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/392745/ The way you look at her,It makes me sick,Ever time you hug her,It makes me want to cry,Every time you kiss her,Tears my heart into pieces,But you have a right to do that,I guess I should just pick up the pieces,And run away from the hurt you cause http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/392730/ Our hearts were tied together with heart strings,But once your heart left mine,Mine hung itself with the loose strings,Thanks :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/392722/ Why yes,I DO color the grass pirple,And yes.I DO have an imaginary friend,Also yes,I DO hug random people,I guess you could say...I'm a little strange :3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/392721/ I watched from where I sat as my breathe hovered from my mouth in a white puff of fog into the morning cold. My black wings gently tucked between my shoulderblades. 'S-stupid w-wnter c-c-curse!' I yelled in my head shivering from the cold.My world was thrown into a never ending winter when a demon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/390298/ Eh...a fiction story/book thing about the life of a demon girl in a world of never ending winter and with other mystical cretures (angles, werewolves, vampires, etc.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/390287/ The sweet sensation,The adrenaline...As you play with death,Its so close I can almost taste it,And yet too far to imagine,The antisipation as I wait,As I wait for that final day,Is almost suffocating,The annoyances that drive me to that final edge...Helpful in a way that I cannot e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/390269/ Little angel,Her wings ripped from her,Her golden hair turned gray,Her white robe torn to shreds,She was left for dead,Scarred and battered,She fell to earth and hit the cold hard ground,She smiled allthough she wanted to cry,She kept up that charade for her friends,Poor little ang.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/386043/ ...ummm...just something thats been in my head forever... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/385355/ The smiles,The laughs,The notes that were passed,The visits,The sad departures,The teasing,The protecting,The playful flirting,The games,The activities,The days,The nights,Remember....We used to be friends... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/382487/ The syndrome of where a captive falls in love with their keeper,&nbsp;You could say,That my heart.Is a victim,Of stockholm Syndrom http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/382482/ I'm a fiend,I'm a b***h,I'm a monster,I'm heartless,I'm soulless,I whatever you want me to be,But what I'm not is....Your friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/382476/ The girl no one noticed,The shy girl in the back of the class,The girl who nobody knew anything about,The girl that was never cared for,The girl who was driven by sadness,Hope kept her heart beating,The girl who loahted everyone and everything,But there was one whom she didn't hate,A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/382099/ Would you notice? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/381286/ I heart winter http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/381270/ ...don't judge me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/380317/ Am I insane? Am I not? I dunno. ._. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Chuppico/380315/