http://slow.writerscafe.org/SlayerFest98 The original writings of author Dom en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000656 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tape my mouth shut so I can not speak.Blind fold my eyes so I can not find what I seek.Locate my soul and rip it from my being.A souless body would be more freeing.Ignore my feelings because I am not strong.I do not stand up for myself even when you're wrong.I'm a wilting flower on the w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/863838/ This is not a love poem. Trust me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/863833/ The mirror is best friends with beautiful and appealing.Ugly doesn't like what the mirror ends up revealing."Beauty is only skin deep" is a lie.If it were true, her reflection wouldn't make her cry.Her scars are imperfections.The make-up is a deception.No one understands the way she feel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/783587/    Let me just start off by saying that full names aren't important in this story. Knowing her full name or anyone elses won't change anything so there's no point in telling you. This story is more about venting and getting something off of my mind more than anything else. That something o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/764363/ Another story about The Rising, a zombie apocalypse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/693975/ I'm talking to the wall because he's my only support.I said I don't care if my boy plays me like a sport.That boy has fire in his eyes.Those pupils grow brighter with every white lie.If he goes to Hell, I'd go with him, if he should.Heaven's little angel would sell her soul if she could... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/664522/ The frown of beautiful lips.A small rustle of wings.The crow acts as a guard.Among the foliage;pale ophelia, beautiful as snow;lies undisturbed.Tall grass lean over her wide eyes.The flowers that she pickedentwine her fingers.Blood and flowers lay beneath her.She no longer felt h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/660984/ Lost my soulin this hell holeof a world.Curledinto a ball.Reeling from the fall.Enternal damnation.Wishing for salvationfrom this lifethat's such a strifeto maintain.Going insane.Don't know what to do.If only everyone knewthe thoughts I had.Rarely good; mostly bad.I'v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/650773/ She sits crying on the concrete floor. Everyone else quickly exits towards the door.This was never her intention.She wasn't crying for the attention.There was a time at the beginning.When she was still innocent and grinning.Now she sits on the cold floor of the stage.Realizing being fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/599962/ A guy who eats people in his sleep meets his demise. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/594146/ Lit by the summer moon,through dark cities;mankind slept joyfully.The river mutters of demented seaslying in wait,and of black devils and black rain.The evening shadows hold faceswho dream of red caskets speckled with gold.While the stars are sleeping,clouds slowly burst.And fall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/590415/ Mischievous fliesinsane with lovesurrounded the skull.For this cracked brainwept crimson tears.Beautiful lipswhich frown at the skyunderneath an apple tree.Body studded with red,camouflaged by crawling ants.A decaying goddesswith dead veinsunder her skin.Red on green trees.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/590238/           Blaine laid on the bed with his hands tied with rope to each of the bedposts. He was waiting for his girlfriend to return. He wasn't sure where she went, but she did say that she would be back soon. He said that he would wait for her, before rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/547707/ A Poem/Story About A Fallen Angel Who Has Lost His Grace. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/545954/ She lays on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.She's depressed and can't get rid of the feeling.The feeling of loneliness and despair.She says out loud " Does anyone care ? " She gets out of bed then she shuts her door.She's tired of everything. She can't handle it anymore.She say.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/544497/ As we walk down the street,I focus on the pitch black nightthat lays up ahead. I find it neat.We pass under a street light. He stops and I do the same,Where we stand the light is dim.He's been playing the "kiss the girl" gamefor quite some time. I've avoided him. H.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/544126/           Is it to late for me to change my mind again?      Is it okay for us to just be friends?   There's no strings attachedKeep your affections inside; unhatched   This is just .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/537233/ A different kind of zombie. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/518278/ He couldn't cope.He lost all hope.Tightly woven rope. One foot on the chair.Sweat dripping from his hair.No thoughts behind his stare. He's such a wreck.Around his neck.Time stopped for just a sec.           &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/511794/ Shy girl, are you ever going to come out of your shell?Shy girl, if you do I promise I won't tell.Shy girl, are you ever going to stop being shy?Shy girl, if you don't, I won't know why.Shy girl, why are you so quiet?Shy girl, you know I don't by it.Shy girl, will you come out to play?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/495879/ You harass me with your acid tongue,I try not to cry and hold my breath within my lungsYou make fun of me all the time,but no one cares cuz' it's not a crime.Everyday I return to school with a sigh,knowing that there'll be another rumor, another lie.I try not to let your words bother me,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/495877/ They watch but they have no eyesThey have no ears but they hear our criesThey smell our fear but without a noseThey walk but they have no toesThey snicker as they tauntWe cringe as they hauntWe hide under the covers when it's darkThey're enraged with a fierce bite and barkWe cover ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/494356/ In the darkness with no light,He watches you, but out of sight.You'll never hear him, not at all,but when He comes you will fall.You can not run, you can not hide,but when He's done you will die.The Reaper comes, he's feeling grim,you have no say, your futures dim.He reaches out a ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/485989/ Somber moans spill from the perishing mouths of the undead.The summer air is hot, but the skin of the once living is as cold as winters breath.The sun was shining bright, high up in the sky,until a cloud came and blew out its light.As the last survivor, I sit alone in the dark,watching as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/485217/ A girl who is a werewolf goes on a small journey that she'll never forget. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SlayerFest98/484899/