http://slow.writerscafe.org/maddimango The original writings of author Maddikinzz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033697 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was wearing white. It was a summer dress and it cut off a little above my knees. I had a sun-kissed tan, and I was wearing my Guess sunglasses. My dress had an intricate pattern of flowers at the bottom, and it fit my body snug. It was perfect for the weather outside, it was warm, and it was sunny.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/717090/ Wherever you go, can I go to?It's always yes, no, or maybe so.Except today when I asked you never said a word.I knew exactly what you had to say.You would have said I had to stay.We all have places to go.Only not at the same time.Whether it's up or down.Or side to side.North o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/696960/ Life is life, us teenagers don't even know the half, okay may the 17+ up do, but we have no reason to complain. We may lose friends, we may gain some, we may get a C, or a B, but we have no reason to complain. We don't get laid off, we don't get fired, we aren't fighting for our country (yet for tho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/696957/ Remember all those days I'd sit in my roomMy world was doom and gloomI was plotting my demiseNo, I never thought I could riseThere is a hole in the worldit's a great black pitand it's been my home for awhileThe scars lining my bodycaress them eachwith each one a storyand each o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/653212/ Oh you, where would I be if I didn't have you?You are my escape to a wonderful place.It's so odd to see myself with such a solemn face.I really need you, now more than ever.Just to get me through.No matter what I do, I can always see you.Well that is quite silly to say.In truth I can r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/574153/ What is the meaning of being lonely? Why do I feel this way?I have everything I need - or so they say.They say that I am just crazy.That I need therapy.Why should I tell anyone how I feel?They'll never understand or ever feel the same.We are all different, and that means everythin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/574150/ Leave me aloneLeave me beCan't you see I'm crying? Why do you ask?Do you even care?You'll turn away anyways. Just drink in my sadnessMake sure you add painI'm trying to stay sane. I'm in a crowd of peopleNobody asks about my solemn faceIt's as if I'm i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/574146/ You never got this message that I wrote to you.I just wanted to tell you how I fell for you.This pen is scrambling across this page and I want you to know.I fell for you this whole long while and I know you never knew.I am very bad hiding things but you are bad at seeking.I know you'll rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/541401/ They called you the little love.They called you the beautiful morning dove.Now what should I call you that would make you happy?Maybe beauty divine?No, little love, for it's all too short to tell.You came this way.Then went away and so did my heart.Little love you played the part.You.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/541393/ R.I.P Arwen. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/528739/ Trapped continued. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/523579/ In the darkest corners of my mind, no light could ever compare. Between you and I, it was never a lie. I am here now aren't I? The light I can see is at the end of the hall. All I know is if I take on more step somethings bound to come out, a ghost, maybe a ghoul, something that will not show up to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddimango/521237/