http://slow.writerscafe.org/batwoman The original writings of author Nyx en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776217346 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Her eyes, bluer than the midday sky, framed by long lashes. Her lips, covered by a dark, cherry red lipstick. Her hair, dark brown and curled to perfection, falls around her shoulders. Her voice, smooth as silk, with just a hint of honey.Your eyes are steady, focused on her face, as you study he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1891528/ Blade in hand,Fear in mind,All she wantsIs for this to end. Just one quick slice,Could finish the pain,Just one more secondAs the blood flows. She lies on her bed,Her life has caused this,She wishes to be dead. No more suffering,No more fear,No more pain,She's long gone.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1833078/ Alone in the silence,Filled with the pain,Wondering if it willEver go away.Tears form a puddleDown at her feet,She looks at his stuffAnd falls apart again.The one thing she needsCan never be hers again,Unless forgiveness comesAnd a second chance given. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1832688/ Opening the Door toLonelinessA mind starts racing,A grin turns to a frown,And feet begin pacing.Entering the Room ofDespairShoulders drooping low,Back bending over,Tears falling slow.Seeking the House ofReasonPraying to find a friend,Wishing the answer was clear,Thinking the pain will never end.Ques.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1677377/ The greatest of days,The darkest of nights.My life starts crumblingJust as it's built up again.Mistakes are made,And there areSuccesses to be had;Great decisions turnInto failures just as bad.Hiding the fearSo deep inside;I don't wanna mess up;Should I justRun and hide?My heart quivers with terrorAs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1642760/ Though dark clouds may descendUpon what seems to beA perfect, beautiful day,You shouldn't let it get you down.It'll surely hurt for a while,But the best remedy for painShall always be toStand up straight and tall,Raise your head in pride,Place a smile on your face,And find the su.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1594747/ It still hurtsTo breathe,There are noTears left to cry.Trust was broken,A heart was shattered.Anger was released,But in the wrong way.And now there is noChance of taking itAll back no matterHow strong thatDesperate wish is.A plea of despairResonates endlesslyIn this empty room,Crying out in painAs t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1484497/ Silence can be heard from all around,A sickeningly empty sound.Cascading down on everyone,Relieving the day of all its fun.Listen closely and you will hearThe anger and despair in your ear.Eventually it will fade,But until then it will cut like a blade.In order to end this silence,If you are smart y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1484493/ Despair, pain and sleeplessnessAttempt to consume meAs I slowly slip into thisDark abyss of unconsciousness.I struggle to release myselfFrom the grasp of my depression.It is caused by reasons unknownYet swallows me upEvery second I sit in silence.I try to escape evenThough I know it is futile.Tears .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1484488/ Hidden deep insideA heart so cold,It feels like stone,Lies a secret desireThat burns like a flame.Yet it is locked awayFor a person to findOne day when theTime is just right,Until then it shallRemain hidden from sight,The silent wish of a heart.A heart whose only trueDesire is to be lovedBy a single.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1447616/ Don't let me die,Please, just save my life.I don't want toStart to cry.I don't wish toMake these mistakes,I just happen to do it.I try to stop it,But I'm notThat strong.I know I messed up,But I can't goBack and change it.Just let meMake my own mistakesAnd deal with theConsequences on my own,No punis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1418751/ I wrote this with the pourpose to show it to the person it is about, but instead decided to post it on Facebook so that others who have not discovered this wonderful website could read it too http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1353887/ I remember it just likeIt was yesterday.Feeling so hurt, so dirty.Picking up the knife,I remember the first time.Wishing things were differentAs I touched the bladeSo sharp, so shiny,Soon to be dirty like me.I remember the first timeMaking a quick sliceAnd the blood beginning to flow.First in a line.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1339721/ I want this pain to dieI want to just flyAway from all these tearsAnd away from all my fears.Maybe if I die,Everything will be alright.They say they will cry,But I don't understand why.Things would be better offWithout me always in their way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1330195/ People need to learnHow to be more sensitiveTowards other peopleAnd they need to considerHow other people feelAbout what they are saying.When one outs their head downAnd they don't like the situation,It either means they areTrying to ignore the conversationOr hiding the tearsThat they are shedding.P.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1330191/ It is love when you findThat person you can't live withoutThey may feel the sameBut sometimes they won'tAt least not like you do.Mess with them to show you careEven if it was just a dare.Tell them you love them,But be aware of the factThat you may be forcing your feelings on them.You feelings may be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1325182/ I am a true vampireJust not like you thinkFor it is not bloodThat I like to drinkI am a true ghostInvisible to mostYet wishing to be seenBy just one human beingMy heart is too openI let my feelings out far too muchWhen I show my emotionsSomething almost always goes wrongI must have been a failureTo .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1324873/ Cry me a riverOr don't complain.Drown in your sorrowsAnd deal with the pain.Speak too muchAnd trouble may follow.Don't speak at allAnd be asked to speakScowl and showHow it is you feelOr smile politelyAnd act like all is wellHide your emotionsLet them torture you insideOr let them outFor the bullies.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1324872/ I am so dead inside thatYou could call me the living dead.I never wanted this to happen,I tried so hard to stop it.I have found something to live for,Yet keep getting torn down.What do I have to do to win this battle?Why does this make me feel this way?I will do anything toGet rid .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1301168/ Why can I never escape from the tears?Why can't I get past my fears?If only I could be myself for once,With no fear of what people would think of me.Maybe if I could be myself,Then I would be able to get past all this painThat I keep hidden inside of me.Few people have seen the real me,And they have.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1300111/ My past is my pastThere is nothing ICan do to change itGod gave me that kind of past for a reasonAnd that reason is thatHe knew I could get through this.I have put my past behind meSo that I can make the mostOf what is to come.No more blades or scissors,No more cuts on my wrist... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1295022/ Happiness isn't hiding things,It isn't pretending to be ok.True happiness is whatYou feel when you Are smiling a real smile.Happiness is like the warm sun,Shining down on a cool fall day.It is how you feel aroundThe people you love.It is hanging out with friends,Not a care in the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1289496/ My friends love me,I know they do.But why must theyTell me that I should doSomething that I am too shy to do?They have told me to ask him out.They've told me that it is all right,To love him, a seventeen year old.I was going to do it today,But I chickened out at the last second.Now, I have left him .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1283809/ This is something I wrote when I found out that my crush is making my brother keep a secret from me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1283134/ I say stuff like this all the time. I'm always telling people to smile, even though I'm not. By far, my happiest poem yet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1281151/ When I wrote this, this was what I was feeling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1280580/ I wish I could stop worrying about him,I wish I could find a way to help him.I don"t think I could live with myself knowing that I left him to go throughWhat I went through alone, like I had to.That was living hell and sometimes still is.Sometimes I wish I were dead,Because no one would notice anywa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1280265/ I want to be happy,I want to smile.But why should I smile and be happy,When I have no reason for joy?Nothing good has happened,Nothing sweet will be said,If I keep carrying this, my dread.I have a fear of death,Yet I used to play with knives.I have a fear of blood,But I used to like making mine drip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1279622/ Oh, no, what has happened?It seems like forever ago that I was doing great,Though it was only four days ago.I came home Friday night,And I did something that I haven't done in seven years:I cried, and for no apparent reason.Now I feel like I'm slipping,Back into my old ways.Slipping, loosing my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1279388/ I want this pain to end,I wish it would just disappear.I've tried many things to stop it,That just gave me scars.I wanted so bad to find a different wayTo escape from the pain I am reminded of every day.At first I thought cutting would help me,But now I am realizing,That all that did was add to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1277862/ This is pretty much a description of many people I know, including myself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1276281/ She gives him an evil grin as she pulls out a notebook and a pen. She opens it to the first page and titles it 'Murder Plan.' "Step One," she says as she writes, "Acquire murder weapon. Step Two: Locate person(s) to be murdered. Step Three: Find best, untraceable mode of transport. Step Four: Stalk .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1272766/ If only he would realize, if only he could see.If only he knew what he does to me.If only I could tell him, If only I could breath.If only I could say "You saved my life."If only I weren't a coward, I could tell him how I feel. If only I weren't a horrible person, if only he could hear me out. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1268722/ At her house she grabs her laptop, pulls up Google, and searches'vampire hunters'. He asks, "They're vampires?" She giggles as ifthat revelation was stupid, "Well kinda, but we are too. We are differentfrom them though. We are practically invincible." "B-b-b-but how?!?" he stutters, "That'sA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1266765/ It was a cool, starry night whenshe awoke from her slumber. She sat up in her coffin, rubbed her eyes and flewout of bed. Walking towards her window, she slipped on her boots and opened thewindow.               &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1265811/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/batwoman/1261478/