http://slow.writerscafe.org/BulletSoul The original writings of author Bullet Soul en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776067564 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wrote this about the time that I spent at the hospital for suicidal thoughts. When I was there I think writing is what helped me through most.___________________________________________________Istare at the paper in front of me, trying to think of what to write.It's not like it normally is; th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/632241/  The scene is beautiful, the kindthat any normal person would long to be a part of. The smell oflilacs is fragrant in the distance, reminding her of the years thathave passed. Behind her is the house of her dreams, the smallfriendly home on the beach that she had always dreamed of. Insi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/632233/ In an angels hand she holdsA promise she can't keepIn an angels hand she holdsA thousand nights without sleepOn angels wings you flyInto your blackened nightmaresOn angels wings you flySo far away from paradiseTo a town without a nameWhere things will never be the same.You've for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/613813/ Once upon a timeI held you in my armsAs the night sang us to sleepAnd the moon played us a melodyThe angels played their harpsWe could hear them from the HeavensAs you dried my tearsAnd in love with you I fellNo walking, no jumping, no crawling...In the end there's only falling.We sang lyrics no one.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/609538/ Look outside your bedroom windowTake in all the starsWatch the headlights shineAgainst a broken pavementYou don't know it yetBut your precious days are numberedYour heart won't always beatYou might not learn to be free.So pick up your feet, learn to liveYou just can't live foreverYou'll never know, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/609434/ Itrains...Everywhereblood rains, down from the skies and onto my skin.Itburns... oh, it burns.Thefeeling of fire, it tears at your heart, rips your lungs apart.Allyou feel, the rain and the fire, fire and rain. You hear theircheers, their claps, joyous as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/595087/ Remember Valentines day?The day you sat aloneAgainst the curb outside your houseWaiting for your ride.Remember the wayHe gave you butterfliesEvery time he kissed youEvery time he held your hand?Remember the wayYour romance survivedThrough anger and through tears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/594301/ Fifty thousand starsBut only one in sightFifty thousand dreamsBut only one to reach.Fifty thousand scars,But only one this deepFifty thousand liars,But only one for me.The moment we touched,I felt the magic flow.The moment that I met you,I knew our lives would c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/545094/ I have visited this place before, buthave never been here as myself. This body feels strange to me, as ifit is intruding on a beautiful, life changing event. But still, itwalks down this dirt road with me, hair silently blowing through theair. We walk with purpose, clearly both inten.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/534478/ I have been lost. I don't know howlong this feeling can last, that burns like an ice cold flame. Ido not know what to call myself, or whether love will enter my life.My true confession burns in my throat, longing to break free. But Imust be silent. I must be perfect girl. I must pret.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/521424/ If you read this tomorrow,I might be deadDeath is the only way, tokill the thoughts in my headThat torture me slowly,that kill me insideThe truth is that yearsago, I already diedYour knife cut holes deepin my backLies turned my soul,forever blackI thought that lov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/521405/ Icecold fingers touch the glass,Blurthe vision of her fantasyMidnightdreams and broken heartsJustimagine his arms wrapped around you tonight.Blackis the color that her soul will bleedAsspiders spin webs, of thoughts in her mindTrappingthe weak, and breaking .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/521380/ MidnighteyesSilenceyour lies.Tiptoe to the kitchenHewaits for you outsideDressedin your blue night robeButsoon he'll throw it to the groundMidnighteyes,can'thear your lies.Youdrop your flashlight down the stairsItlands on the floor with a thu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/513367/ Painting silhouettes, of those who dance around youColors fading in and out, the light of day surrounds youFeel the magic inside yourself, and through the city’s lifeGod’s fingerprints across the clouds, and his soul inside your eyesHe handed you the paintbrush, the day the earth grew co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/508257/ YellowThe rose of the friendship, you hold in your handsNever knowing, we’re meant for something morePinkThe rose of thanks, that you rarely giveWhen I dry away tears, that he leaves on your facePeachGiven with appreciation, for the bond we shareThat’s never been broken, despite the fall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/508221/ Poetic whispers, shout loud through the nightPreparing your soul, for love’s final fightLe cui impronte digitali lacrimogeni in tutta la tua anima?You’ve washed your hands, of romance’s bloodKicking and screaming, now out of its graspWhy must each commitment, mean another war?Soft .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/508216/ You'll see! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/506144/ The end to the battle of you and me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/504205/ Falling in love on the shore. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/501425/ Sometimes a stranger's words are all it takes to save your life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/500769/ Erasermarks cover her handsAsshe tries to erase, all that she createdScarsand abuse that torture her soulApaper winged angel, with blood red tears Shegrabbed a knife, and sliced up the cloudsWaskicked out of Heaven, when she started to cryDressedin .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/500747/ My memories of childhood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/497666/ Be there.The ink drawslines across my skinAs the thoughtsrace through her mind How can I bethere?For a girl Ithought I’d left behindWhen tears meteach, darkened eye. I’d been theresince her childhood, a sparkle in her eyeW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/497656/ The vow of never letting go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/497650/ In our world, there are only two things of importance. Music, and love. If one is lost, we must still remember the existence of the other. We must remember hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/496966/ You tell me you loveme, but you laugh in my faceIgnoring my tears,and my bloody wristsNo pain for you, willequal no risk You say so many,painful wordsBut all thatmatters, is the wrongs I have doneThough you plotagainst me, outside in the dark&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/496423/ Dear Astronaut, Year ago you flew up, into the starry skiesNever knowing of the battle, that awaited aheadThat would prolong your search, for oblivion Turbulence shook your aircraft to piecesYour shield was snatched, in the dead of nightSoon you were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/496160/ Sometimes we give our hearts to the wrong people... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/496096/ Fight for the life that you long to live. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/495370/ Midnight burns a shadow, in the man who stands aloneBeneath death's tree, the savior of the nightHe prays to the Gods, of love and of darknessThat they will help him, defeat every demonHe doubts himself, as with shaking handsHe readies the sword, he has been givenOn this gravel path, he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/494744/ Alone she stands, the humble fighterGrasps the knife, the weakest sightBeneath the sunset, that marks the endOf one more useless, November dayAnother object, in a world full of manyStanding beneath, a bleeding skyImperfection, with flaws at the centerThe perfect example, of another lost freedomThe f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491904/ Nothing can steal true love. Not even death. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491787/ I love you he whispers, her breath on his lipsThe ring on her finger, along with his kissThis is his forever, in the palm of his handsThe center of every, eternal devotionAnother cliché statement, puts a laugh in her throatShe’ll never take him seriously, when words are all he hasSo cli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491628/ Writing can take you anywhere. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491584/ Forbidden longing, and treacherous desire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491350/ Read it and see! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491314/ Young Nyx does stand, amongst the cloudsBattle scars reflecting, off of her sacred moonHer wrists the field been fought uponWhen the angels took controlHer stars have since been falling, the silence of defeatNighttime has lost, the beauty of its birthNyx grieves the loss, of the devil&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/491290/ Sometimes darkness can bring us true love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/487110/ If my words could build a staircase, that would carry you to your dreamsA smile would stretch, across your face, and maybe you’d love me, once againIf words could give an angel, the wings she needs to flyThen I could be the hero, of the skiesIf words could cure my heartache, these te.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/487096/ I remember the rain, pounding on the roof like slow, steady gunshots.I can remember your screams, the fear, yet the concentration.Saving you… I realize now, would never have been possible. 7 AM I got the phone call, the pills were already swallowed.Just a ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/482239/ Waking up alone, with only memories, to hold in your arms. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/482234/ This is the perfect, story book momentGirl on her knees, a hopeless angelSearching for a way out, of her miseryPraying for a hero, to steal her heart Dressed in black, he’ll come alongKnowing what she is going throughHe’ll put his hands, on to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/482021/ Do you truly KNOW who you screw? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/482008/ A poem about the guy who never got the second chance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/481987/ There is no beauty in perfection. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/481844/ A poem about two people who battle the seas of love, and of death, for each other. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/481828/ I'm scared of my depression.I'm scared of talking... to anyone, about the feelings I hide.I'm scared of showing people who I really am.I'm scared of showing too much emotion.I'm scared of hurting the people I love.I'm scared that I might cut myself.I'm scared I'm not good enough.I'm sc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/481675/ A poem to get you all in the holiday spirit!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/481638/ The wolf;Chases me at night He sinks his teeth, into my skinHe bites his way, through my heart The wolf, lurks in the darkest, part of my dreamsI live in fear, that I am his game Face is soaked, in victim’s bloodHe is the prowler, of the n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/480839/ How has writing rescued you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BulletSoul/480829/