http://slow.writerscafe.org/zolly1988 The original writings of author Zoe Marie Ross en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776101781 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She is the air I breathe,And the food that I taste,She is the scent I smell,And the speed in my haste.She is the touch I feel,And the lips that I kiss,She is the scene I see,And the person I miss.She is the sound I hear,And the face that I hold,She is the tears I cry,And the secrets I've told.She is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1167629/ The clouds are bright pink,And the sky is green,The grass looks like ink,Or so it might seem.The sea is lilac,And the sand is blue,The flowers are black,Please, give me a clue.The moon light is red,And the sun shines teal,The trees all look dead,But could this be real? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1167588/ I am sittingin a gloomy stationery cupboard, hiding from the people I thought were my closestfriends. I do not entirely understand how this has happened. Last week, we weresharing all of our darkest, deepest secrets amongst each other. This week, all ofmy secrets seem to be weapons that are .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1165995/ I was so excited when I found out,As I was told it would never happen,Although your daddy-to-be had some doubts,It was for the doctors to try and fathom.We called you our little miracle,And when we went to our twelve week scan,You were just the size of a golfball,The same size as daddy's palm of his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1165630/ I can't stop thinking about it,I think I want to see her again,I want to tell her and admit,"I want another kiss, or ten!"What if she doesn't feel the same?And I make a fool of myself?I wish that she could be my dame,I want to feel her tender mouth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1165177/ I've always liked men,Or I thought I had,Wait, but then again?Was that just a fad?We have shared a kiss,I think I liked it,A lot more than his,New feelings have hit.I just want to see,The sparks fly again,Or was that just me?Will wait until then. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1163789/ Being beaten up, hurts, but you can dust yourself off, the bruises and wounds will heal. But when Melissa has to watch her Mother suffer at the hands of her posing Father, it is not as easy to heal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1163341/ Friends, no matter what, are supposed to always be there,they should be there to listen to your worries,they should show how much they care,not having to constantly say they are sorry.Friends, no matter what, are supposed to be for life,they should be there to make sure you have fun,not stab you, wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1162857/ I had a friend once, but not anymore, My heart was broken so I shut the door, The alcohol, The apologies, not an excuse! One friend on your list that you will lose. We had a past, a present, but not anymore, Some good, some bad, but what was it for? For it to be chucked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1162832/ One, Two, Three, Four, Why didn't I think about this before? Five, Six, Seven, Eight, I hope somebody finds me too late. Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve,I wonder where I'll go, Heaven or Hell?Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, I want to go somewhere I'm never seen. Sevente.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1162831/ What happened mum? Why is my home like this?All I feel is numb...Everything of ours smashed, but his. I begin to help clean, Black bin liners, our possessions,Its the worst I've ever seen, I feel anger and pain. New sensations. I urge mum to call the police, It wont hap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1162827/ November, I'd decided to pick myself up, December, again, I had given up,January, friendships and hearts were broken, February, my eyes were re-awoken, March, the lies eventually died, April, truth was followed by lies,May, regrettable revenge was made, June, the six months,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1162824/ Finding yourself pregnant from a one night stand can be tramatic, finding yourself pregnant as a teenager about to sit her GCSE's is devastating. Will Emma put her past behind her and enter adulthood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zolly1988/1162823/