http://slow.writerscafe.org/YourMother The original writings of author Michelle Long en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018852 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just practise. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/840467/ This was a stoy I made for school. It was completely on the spot, so please be kind if you find it terrible. (Also, please ignore the annoying double-space between each paragraph.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/485713/   the easiest thing that I can seewould be to be completely forgivingso, for tonight, that's how I'll be,pretending you haven't done a thing to me I've been pushed down many times beforeI've pleased you till my mind was soreI’d thought I would have somethin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/424997/ Grotesque, decrepit hallsFilled with livid porcelain dollsStaring down upon us allWatching as we fall Hallways with scent of deathMake us forget to breathe even a breathOur apprehension they testTo have ever entered, we regret These pathways we lamentWalls staine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/411146/ Your true colors will show,like no magical flow,I will make sure of that;reveal thie things I know With a pull of this switch,your true colors will show,You will pay your tolls,recieve what you deserve. Your outmost exterior,looks superior, yetyour true colors will .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/401735/ Our warm embrace,fills me with disgrace.I no longer want to trace;I've forgotten you face.My mind once stuck in trance,the very one that loves to dance,Is now filled with only hate,I've forgotten your face.You lament about your love,shower me with care from above,but I look past .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/401309/ No one cares if you begin to cry, or want to frown.They wouldn't save you if you began to drown.People still hate you when you go into townBut if you're beautiful that'd all turn around. They love you if you're liike a movie star,But shun you if you go a pound too far.All the best.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/400364/   ...Darkness of nightNightmares decendingCreatures callingOpening facades; pretendingFalling again, prawlingFighting, clawingForever searching,Screaming, painful sounds Sounds painful, screamingSearching forever,Clawing, fighting,prwling, again fallingPr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/399424/ I had fun with this little diamante,=] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/399132/ Under a willowed tree,alone there I lay.Beneath the setting sun,across the shallow bay. My routine is profound,repeated the next day;it's how I escape,makes troubles go away. As my thoughts unwind,nothing meant to say,I revaluate my life,upon sunset of May.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/398812/ Walk through this park, a stranger you see.Pass my direction and a stranger you will be.On this darkened, docile day,  "made from strings", "rubbed in clay",There's not a person who bares to stay, not word they could dare say,That could make the growing fears scamper.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/398636/                         Tiny midnight bird                       &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/398349/ To you, life is a game of Russian rullet;Every abuse irrevocably adding a bullet;Every cut tightening the grip.You won't stop till the trigger is bent. My pain builds-and you enjoy it,Letting it dig a hole through my skull.Breaking it open, and as your reward, I fall...You .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/398004/ Together we stand,Making up the snow-white abyss.Our souls, alike, become one.Then I realize how only a memory is this.And how the love I once felt is gone. Alone now, only I stand, The painful nothingness that surrounds.My soul and body seem forever apart...Consciousness retu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/397993/  You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone away.Until then it’s easy for you to sit back and say,That you just don’t care; it didn’t go your way.And from that point you let it be, let it slip away. Then the day comes when you realize your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/397810/  Because of you, my heart's an empty box;Your memory suppressed deeply in my thoughts.All of the beautiful facades stapled on like pins.Never for you will I cry again…  Since I’ve been able to say that, I don’t know when.You’ve broken me down, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/397806/  You told me “forever”,and I thought it was true.I hoped it’d meant, forever would remain,together forever, me and you. But what does “forever” mean, I questioned-until the end of time were you mine?You could easily reassure me it meant even lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/397797/ (none) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/392370/ Around my neck Memory thrusts a rope,while in the distance a piercingly horrid screamI cannot help but to merely lose all hope,when life's became a painful dream Thoughts grip and pull the strings,the screams turn from frightened to agonyUnable to breathe as Life suffocates me,n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/YourMother/392355/