http://slow.writerscafe.org/hunterzane The original writings of author zaneybear en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007327 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Trong xã hội hiện 'ại ngày nay thì việc có rất nhiều cạm bẫy và cám d- 'ã làm cho một s' ''i tượng và một s' thành phần có thái 'ộ kh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1996750/ Who am I?Who have I become?Innocence, motivation, happiness all gone.Everything I once was, set like the sun.Replaced with new ideas of ones self.Not enough, worthless, nothing,Are the words I now bear.You never know this from my stare.The front I put up is like a mask.An iridescent flashback of my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1285990/ the dewy grass i lay in makes my thoughts swirl aroundmy heart is being torn two ways one half belonging to him the other half to youit seems like i have little time and i have to choosewhich one will be malnourished?which one will be cherished? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1285989/ Many a night I looked up in aweto the sweet sky above my headLonging to be that star you sawto hear the wistful things you said  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1285988/ the depression hid deep withinthose fading scarsand the everlasting fresh woundsfrom where the blade tugged at her skintearing trough the happy, eliminating the saddismembering the goodthrowing away the bad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1285987/ is this what dying feels like?eyelids too heavy to shut properlyfloating in and out of conciousnessswatching the room spin around mepeople bombarding me with questionsi just want to go to bedis that what dying is?a long continuous napending all chances of being woken up.well if that's the casecan i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1285985/ Alcohol slaps her in the face as soon as she opens the door. She can tell he'd been drinking all day, probably skipped work again. Alcohol controls peoples lives, it doesnt just get you drunk once or twice and you enjoy the feeling. it's like drugs, you continue to search for something that brings y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1285984/ The growling means it's shrinking,the pain means one day I'll be pretty. Starving for attention is the name of the game,you have to be a certain size to gain affection.Too fat, too many chins, my thighs touch,skipping meals, dragging blades across my skinjust to finally feel beautiful.Humans kill fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1263552/ I don't choose to be aloneThe voices choose for meAllowing seldom in through the gateI'm still trying to figure out how you broke inYou're different, they must enjoy youI know I doI enjoy your companyI enjoy you in general.You mute the voices Allowing me to sleep through the ni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1262824/ my best friend who is a lesbian had a secret girlfriend for over a year and a half. it kills me they broke up over being too afraid of her being who she actually was on the inside http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1262578/ I feel so alone,since you left me for her.You used and abused,the heart of too manytreated like some toy to be thrown away.A bone to the good dog,scraps thrown to the wolves.I started to fall for you,now I'm just hurt.I didn't know you were leaving,I wish I would have said goodby.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1260016/ I never knew what hit me,Until the day my heart stopped.I awoke in a bedWhich wasn't my own.I awoke in all white,a dotted gown.I've been here I don't know how long,this place is beginning to scare me.I find the straps around my wrist,covering pads of gauze.What did I do? Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1259979/ I've scarred my life,using your very own knife.I've scarred it for good,I finally did it,you had no idea I would.I dropped little hints,but you never believed.Maybe with your next kidyou'll learn from me.Listen to their worries,their pain, their sorrow,love them like there is n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1259974/ I stand in your room, alone and nude,right where you left me,clothes on the floor, scattered at my feet.Is this what you wanted to see?Me alone and desperate, shaking from the cold?Your hand's warm to the touch,caressing my body in a careless manner.You don't care, never have, never will. I wan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1259691/ If you could only see,what exactly you've done to me.Trade places with my heart,and hope you can make it okay.Once you're in my mind,you'll see you can't judge,you'll see I'm not crazy,and you'll understand my love.My heart's a crazy one to handle,it gives out too many chances,being beaten and bruis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1259682/ finally after a year I was able to get the courage to post one of my writings about this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1259630/ she said "baby don't paintdon't put that brush to paper,this canvas is a wonderful thing,don't put all this work to waste" She said "it took 16 years to paint this,why throw it away in 5 minutes?" This canvas is worn, full of strawberry gashes and white caps,cascading over fresh falls of p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1252581/ I took away my pain that was so deep,now my life's over all because of me.My parents arrived, my best friend too,I just think what did I do? They zip me in the bag,my inner self floating away,my lifeless body sits at bay.No knives, no guns, but dancing pills at play. Bottle laying empty, c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1228921/ Life is a runaway trainYou just cant seem to stopYou dont know where it's from or going toYou dont know who's controlling it, when it's really youYou dont know if it's going left or RIGHTOr if there is that unexpected turn or infamous fork in the roadWhere you can take either pathChoose to jump, cho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1223836/ the depression hid deep withinthose fading scarsthe everlasting fresh woundsfrom where the blade tugged at her skintearing through the happy, eliminating the saddismembering the goodthrowing away the bad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1223828/ I'm not quite sure,how to put this.I care about you a little more than I should.We started out amazing friends,the longer we stayed that way,the closer we got,the harder I fell.Like the songs say,"i was fine before you walked into my life,"we have grown apart,much farther than be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1223761/ I stand in the corner all aloneThis time, my faultI've cut to bone.The cold tile envelopes my feetI cant move.I dont know what to doI'm frozen a momentfrozen in time.Tub turns onMy scarred flesh befriends the bottom.Sinking further into this crimson poolMy mind wanders.the water cools.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1223758/ wrote for a contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1218130/ Dear You,That's all you'll ever be, a name with no face is all that I can see.I wish I could see the man who stood before me years ago,who held my hand when I got scared and tucked me in at night.Now I've grown up and that love turns to fright,afraid of your drunken rages, never knowing wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1217629/ I try to help but what a b***h,I'll go home tonight and make a cut,a little slit.A cut for every word they've ever said,When I don't show tomorrow then they'll know I'm dead. They could care less, they all just pretendI wish I wasn't here, I'd much rather die.Dying is much easier than living th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1217619/ I wear my hoody,to hide the trace of scars. Making a path,starting at my wrist,moving up my arm.When I run out of space,I'll switch hands.Starting a whole new journey,filled with adventures of the nightacross this sacred land. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1217613/ wrote this when I was really down and out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1217612/ some very vulgar language http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1217607/ I dont know what to thinkMy thoughtsThey go away in a blinkNot a flashThat seems to shortBut they tend to drag onInto long blinksBlinks filled with disapointment Blinks filled with rageBringing my eyelashesDown,Back up,All just to do one thing, Flush the tears awayThat i cried that da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1215912/ Razor Blade...slices my wrist.One flick at a timesurrounding skingoes numb.Blood slides down my armever so slowly giving me the timeto realize what i've done.Blood stains my forearmcreating a deep dark crimson paththat my fingers can't help but trace.While I'm in this trancethe path b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1215908/ I can't concentrate, can't even think.When I close my eyesAll I see is you.I can't control myself anymoremy hand takes over grabbing the bladethat's been alone,, at rest for months now.Reactivated.By my hand, by my mind,One slice at a time.I can stop, but my mind tells me no.My eyes w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1215859/ I don't want to die, I don't do it for attention, I do it to cope. With all these high expectations, and a high sense of false hope. Looked down upon everywhere I go, I guess you could say I'd like it all to go away. Maybe death is the answer, but it's also my form of shelter. I hide behind death, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1215844/ i had gotten in a fight with my "best friend" and realized I cared too much for him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1215838/ I sit all alone.Outside my house,buried in a bank.Using this bankas a pillow,as a blanket,as a bed.In the middle of winterthe snow falls, the sun as well.Waiting for the moonto bring about its dreaded gloom.As im outside, my tears start to dripwarming my face as they slide down my cheek.They si.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1215836/ Do i need a reason?To end it all,Right here, right now?I dont think I do.It's my choice,the one thing I actually have a say in.My life.I don't need a reason,to end being me,it's my life.Its not like i chose,to be put here,I can take myself out.With one flinger flick,or theuntwisting of a single.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214594/ All of a sudden,these walls come to life,growing faces,just staring at me. With their blank expressions,I try to stare back,looking softly to one side.If i look straight through,then I might not believe Am i really crazy?Do these walls?Do they really talk?Are they staring at me?Without a c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214590/ I cut just to see the bloodTrickle down my wristLike the tears i cryHave you ever wanted to die?Just to be out of this world?Crawl in a hole, lay there,As you have to look at the peopleThe people that you thought careWell im done with all the liesIf you really care look into my eyes,You wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214589/ random prologue I wrote for a thing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214550/ It’s hard to laugh with you not around,you were my crutch who brought me down,that crutch is broken and gone by now.I believe you owe me a brand new heart,when you left you took mine.Returned it with one too many scars,not a single band aid will ever do.All the tape won’t fix the wear an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214287/ I was in my rhyming phase when I wrote this so please don't judge too harshly haha http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214285/ fight with some walls..who do you think won? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214284/ just because someones plumper i should say, doesn't mean we are worthless and deserve to be treated like s**t. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214253/ i lost my grandfather and i still feel as though i should have fought harder for him to stay but he got sick and i gave up with hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214220/ Our eyes meet,the last time I'd see him.His eyes a fiery red,mine a deep ocean blue.As he gazes far into mine,I can see him sinking,sinking, drowning  in my tears.As i cry for him,  I cry for me as well.He is no longer with me,separated like fire and water.longing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214219/ In a chairglued to the floor.Its time for meto close this drawer.Lock my friend awaysaving him for a rainy day.I never knew how to feeluntil the daymy flesh met steel.He became my friendwho came out to play,when i was sador having a bad day.He gets annoyinghe still haunts.Tricking and teasing mewith.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214195/ We hang out every day,my thoughts for him never go away.We have one thing in common,a  special thing.A special thing, we do together.This special thing, falls from my pocket,falling, tumbling at its free will.As it falls my ears fill with echoe'sdid he hear?, i hope not.I pretend i don't h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214194/ i love you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214193/ not knowing whether to hate or love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214189/ I'm filled with the memories, the words you left behind, the things you said, the lies you told. I need to free myself from the empty space, the space you set aside just for me. I'm in your control. Wrapped around your pinky, your controlling my every move> I have no say as to what I want, you co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214187/ One Ambulance, several cops, unanswered questions, blank stares and a forgotten note surround her as she stares into the eyes of her "savior" moments before taking what she hopes to be her last breath. Christine and Cameron were supposed to be out all night, they came home too early, were too suspic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hunterzane/1214183/