http://slow.writerscafe.org/Elle1992 The original writings of author ThisIsElle_huh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022536 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When you have close friends and family but don’t know who to talk to http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/2469391/ Should i stay or should i go...Sitting here, looking backI give myself a heart attack Struggling with this evil curseEvery time it repeats, every time it is worseI didn't realise I was so investedUntil the time came , I was testedI didn't win, I didn't passI fucked up and it didn't lastNow we'r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/2036378/ It's sad to think that with the words I originally want to speakAre words that never make it, I just wish people could seeThese words were not gonna be my first but are the ones that make the inside of my head hurtThe words I wanted to write down on paper, those first words gone without .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1881004/ You gave me a chanceI wanted to show youhow much i caredIn my life, neverhave i ever been so scared. Yes this is pasttenseIts already happenedThis strangled fateIt shouldnt ofhappened but it was too late I open those big.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1809902/ Once upon a time I put my heart in a locked box far awayAway from anyone's touchesPacing the walls and in the corner it crouchesBut like a mind of its own it starts resistingThis thing inside me doesn't like listening I can be mean and I can be roughEmotions cold and life toughI used.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1613114/ I heard things I should not of heardWords of hate through my head they would ripVoiced from my own lipThree of me battling it outThree voices one personShould I say two as the third is physicalAngel and devil the two mental and critical Sitting alone on the cold draught floorBack.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1529047/ I miss itI miss the laughter and scenerymost of all I miss my family This place I've travelled to by myselfTo think I like it hereMy room with its every corner and shelf Being hundreds of miles away is hardIt takes its toll on meBeing here when my home is far I have made friendsYes I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1376815/ Here I thought it would diminishapparently not, so not finished.I tried my best, I should of done morewish I could turn back time, like it was before.I don't know why, I cant commitI'm ready but not, dammitI should know by now, how to stoplooked like it was easy, or so I thoughtwhen it comes to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1376812/  I felt so lost , I feltnumbNever felt so lonely in a crowded room You showed up Turned my world upside downSpun me around I was so overwhelmedThose big eyes, face splitting smileThose sharp grey eyes make girls run for milesBut I know youMore than I s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1375213/ RuleRulesRuling Same word in different terms and definitions. When we think of these terms, we usually think of royalty and other aspects and titles...no? Royal families; highest rank of the human population, making sure everyone sticks to the law and using the proper tender... I should kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1375187/ You left me thereJust the age of tenSo little, no defenceDid you even care?I don’t hold grudges Unless they are really badTears running as the ink smudgesYou really weren’t ready for it dadGambling problems So many liesBlaming it all on me Why am I not surprised?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1375178/ WHAT LOVE IS TO METo be a girl in love, well it has to be said that when youfall in love, it feels like nothing you’ve ever felt. All those movies andbooks with their romantic endings/ romantic entities, you think why that isprojected like that; is it like that, does it appear like t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284970/ I don't know what to doi don't know what to sayyou seem really confusedi want to make sure you're okayi see pain in your eyesi can't do anything about itwhispered conversations not for my earsthey only excite my fearmy fear of rejectionlaughing stockso funny they think it's infectiousbut you know it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284960/ did you hear that?can it be, can you tellthat noise you hear every yearthose tinkling, jingling sleigh bellslittle children in their bedsresting their little headsso they can be wide awake so unwrapping can take placeearly birds singingdawn has brokekids yawning, barely wakingleave them be unti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284905/ This nonsense is killing meurges to flyurges to screamjust wanna let looseagitated, feelings implodingwords unspoken mind brokenmouth ajarsweet nothingevidence left behindtaunting mecan't move ondistressed, strugglingmind overthrown http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284873/ You make me weaktremble and shakedon't have to say anythingjust my mind and your name.i'm fine. i'm okayanswers to questions that get thrown my waynothing's wronga lot on my mindi don't know what to saysurvived this longamong lies and rumorsfeel at home, never i thoughthim to them, i don't careBut n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284869/ Lost In Time For years I have thought about the whereabouts of myportrait, Lost in Time. A young man of about twenty, in a dapper suit and tie. The sadness dawned upon me when I realised the goings on inmy life and around me. Standing still and proper for a portrait which is goingto lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284865/ MY LITTLE DEMONS ACT ONE. SCENE ONE. A girl walks into her bedroom and puts a cd in the stereoand begins to dance. GIRL: I LOVE this song!A young boy of eightwalks into the girl’s room, curious to the fact that there is music blastingout her roo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284862/ Head's poundin'Eye's shuttin'Trying to push throughSo exhaustin'On paper these words are far from the truth.Never knowing when to stopKeep on going til my eyes are shotBrain has no functionNumb, no emotionsFear of failure and rejectionThey need to know, they need to seeWhat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Elle1992/1284628/