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			<title>My Way</title>
			<description>This obstacle is not in my wayInstead it is part of my wayPart of my path, part of my lifeIt's a lesson to learn, not my strifeIt's a weight to lift, so I am strongerIt's not a place I can stay any longerI'm leaving now, away from the darkI've tied up the ends; now to the startThe start to a life fu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2158694/</link>
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			<title>Climb</title>
			<description>The Mountain stands before me nowI know I need to climb it, but how?I haven't any rope, I haven't any foodI'm running out of hope and this isn't looking goodI say a curse beneath my breath and tighten my boot strapsI still have my hands, feet, and health, I can climb this giant, perhapsGiving up is ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2158693/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>written december 23, 2019</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2158692/</link>
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			<title>Breaking Free</title>
			<description>All my life, I've been toldI'm not supposed to know things&quot;Ask no questions, never stray,&quot;I've been told that I will sufferBecause I have done wrongI was told&quot;You must do this EXACT!&quot;&quot;Believe EXACTLY as i say!&quot;&quot;There us NO OTHER WAY!&quot;I stood up and cried outTo free myselfI said..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2022213/</link>
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			<title>Anti-sociatal Tendencies </title>
			<description>I can't adjust to this reality My heart nomadic, my brain elevated On a different plane, it seemsSociety tells me I can't be myself Society wants me to live a lieA revolution of sorts brews within meI cry, but why? Because society wants be to beThis way, that way&quot;Down, sit&quot;Treat ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2022205/</link>
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			<title>Misfavorits</title>
			<description>We are the misfitsBut also the favorites Inside they want to imitateOutside they discriminateEveryone is so CRITICAL!I can take no moreBlack sheep of the clanBut black is stylish, manThey talk behind handsFollow society's demandsWe refuse to fallInto your fake demeanorWe'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2022191/</link>
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			<title>Tattered thread </title>
			<description>The pain is in knowingThat you'll never see itYou'll never see the way I look at youOh, your friends may tell you later but you'll pay them no mind The pain is in knowing That you'll never feel itI've given you my heart but you won't accept it.You'll never feel my unconditional love ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2020167/</link>
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			<title>Letter to No One</title>
			<description>I know you don't want to hurt me, but we're only given one life and I don't understand why we can't at least try. You act like you're at least attracted to me, but nothing ever happens. You flirt with me and it's confusing. I feel so much love for you, and I wish you could see it, or understand it. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2020164/</link>
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			<title>Sneak Peak at my novel</title>
			<description>I haven't decided a name yet. Synopsis: a girl has multiple personalities that are homicidal.Chars mentioned: Lucy, main alter. Lulu,4 yr alter. Mother is Lucille mom</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2013035/</link>
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			<title>Bubsy and the Bublonium (Bubbles from Outer Space)</title>
			<description>I wrote this story with Bubbles from Outer Space as the name, and became published in bazoof! magazine. I'm not getting paid for the publication so I thought I'd share it here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2012986/</link>
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			<title>Haunting You </title>
			<description>I'll be your ghostly companion.For me, you did abandon,To the hounds, to the hounds.They ate me up and left only bonesNow in your mind, my soul has a home.I'll be the haunted key,That tells you, &quot;Come and see,Come and see behind the door.&quot;I'll be the siren calling out your name.I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2011417/</link>
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			<title>The Murder House</title>
			<description>I finally finished this one
I know I left out a lot but seriously I can't write about every little detail lol
Any way if you didn't know by now it's based of season 1 of American Horror Story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2011085/</link>
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			<title>The Wolf and the Moon</title>
			<description>A white wolf with blue eyes,He doesn't hide in the clothing of sheep.He won't succumb to society's lies,For his heart and soul are much too deep.Howling at the wind, he worships the moonShe's his sweetest love, his only muse.He misses her in the daytime, but soon,She will rise and th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2011055/</link>
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			<title>Don't Fear Death</title>
			<description>Also previously unpublished. 2015</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2011043/</link>
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			<title>Previously Unpublished</title>
			<description>Not quite sure why I never published it. Written sometime in 2015</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2011040/</link>
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			<title>The Cold</title>
			<description>The cold mountain air chaps my skin, The wind is frigid upon my face.My heart's too cold to let thee in,And for none, is there a warm place.I really don't like the cold. My hands are frozen; I can't feel my fingertips,Blood can't flow quickly through me.I'm feeling numb and my hear..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2010572/</link>
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			<title>Hold My Hand</title>
			<description>It's been a while guys but I decided to sit down and listen to some creativity enhancing music and apparently it works! Lol I know it's short but I'm gonna try harder.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/2008518/</link>
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			<title>The Dress Mess</title>
			<description>Based on a true story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1854768/</link>
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			<title>Untitled (for now)</title>
			<description>I don't usually think of matters of the heartbut I fear I must do so, if only for my artThe beast of love makes beautiful poems writtenWhen all others fade out; with two people: smittenHowever, the most beloved works of prose were madeWhen love was lost, at what cost? Bodies in the ground laidLove l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1821907/</link>
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			<title>A Demon</title>
			<description>Keep far away from meT'is not the angel you seeT'is a demon of the sea(I have come from the ghostly mire)A demon of the flameFinding those in which to blameFor the ending is the same(I will fall into the hungry fire)A demon of the EarthThe reason for pain with birthA toothy smile with no mirth(I kee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1821884/</link>
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			<title>Dear Sir</title>
			<description>obviously this is about a break up lol
sorry it's not my best, I'm just jumping back on the horse after like 10 months
I feel like I used &quot;just&quot; a lot and it annoys me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1820064/</link>
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			<title>The Graveyard</title>
			<description>Written back in November '15</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1818476/</link>
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			<title>A Message to Death</title>
			<description>I want to be deadSo please cut off my headand dress me like Marie AntoinetteTie me a nooseNo, no that's much too looseIt must fit snug around my neckSharpen my razorPut on a black blazerand watch as I slit my own wristsGive me poison to drinkSo I may not thinkand eventually I will not existI'm quite..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1295815/</link>
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			<title>Alternative</title>
			<description>Dolly faces, onyx nailsBroken places, self-made hellsFishnet stockings, dirty jeansThey find us shocking, ugly, meanMade up of zinc and alibisSkin so pink to show we're aliveSkin so soft to tantalizeWe'll get you off with our liesInk in skin, pretty clothesHide the sin, hide your woesDon't give in, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1291442/</link>
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			<title>Merry-Go-Round</title>
			<description>Put your hand on my chestFeel my heart beating at its bestNo, I won't remember thisTwenty years from nowI won't remember howMany times I've been through thisSome things never changeSecond chances, it's always the sameOld game we've played for years nowI don't see a point to this anymoreWe've got to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286684/</link>
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			<title>Now Look At What You've Done</title>
			<description>I'm down to my last few breathsTrying my best to tell you everything I thought you needed to hearI've been dying, lying in this bedFor months from this sickness I call heartbreakWhat a mistakeI feel the grim reaper standing over meAs you stand there over my death bed trying to say &quot;I'm sorry&quot;But bab..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286680/</link>
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			<title>Kleptomaniac</title>
			<description>You stole my heart awayI'd like it back pleaseYou see, I can't live without itYou silly boyDon't you know that?How many hearts have you stolen?Do you keep them locked in a box?A sick collection of broken heartsA sick symbol of the girls you killedJust please, please give it backI won't be another vi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286672/</link>
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			<title>Nicotine</title>
			<description>You're my cigaretteMy black n' mildMy nicotineMy honey childYou're my cigarYou're my hookahYou're my addiction, my addictionMy nicotine, my nicotineOh baby, babyYou're my nicotineMy teeth will rotYou're like methYou make me hot, oh you make me hotYou make me coolYou make me drownYou take me upYou br..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286671/</link>
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			<title>A Truth</title>
			<description>You see, life is full of falls;And the more you rely on someone to pick you up,The easier it is for them to push you back downThe trick is,You've got to be strong enough to pick yourself up;And you've got to be smart enough not to stoop down to other's level and push people downYou've got to create ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286668/</link>
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			<title>Will You Think of Me?</title>
			<description>Will you think of me,When you lie under another?When your cries of joy drown out the whispers of seduction?Will you think of that another,As you lie on top of the other another?When skin collides with skin, and bone collides with bone?Will that physical throbbing drown out the throbbing in your head..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286659/</link>
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			<title>Did I Deserve It?</title>
			<description>Did I deserve it?The things you did; the words you said?The way you acted, and the names you called?No, I don't think soI was good to you, for alwaysYou were good to me, for a little whileYou were quick to apologize,But even quicker to repeat your actionsDid I deserve that?No, I don't think so</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1286656/</link>
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			<title>Wiggly Worm</title>
			<description>I've got a wiggly worm in the back of my headthat tells me what to doI've got a wiggly worm in the back of my headthat says to not trust youI've got a wiggly worm; his name is TedHe's a pink little worm; he lives in my headI've got a wiggly worm in the back of my headDo you?I've got a wiggly worm in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285635/</link>
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			<title>Home</title>
			<description>I'm jaded, just want to be sedatedA little bit fatedDo you know how long I've waitedfor my hunger to be sated?The hunger for more than thisIgnorance: blissI feel so lost nowAlone nowMy innocence is gone nowI could crybut instead I'll lie hereScream hereDream hereIn this house where I'm not so aloneI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285631/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>There's a hole in my chestI've tried my bestto fillwith pillsto killthe painthe straindeep insidethe hurtit hurtsThere's a crack in my heartGrowing with a fast startit rushesit crushesmy soulexpanding the holein my chestlike the crestof a wavesomeone savemy soulfill my holeFuse my heart back togethe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285628/</link>
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			<title>Running Your Mouth</title>
			<description>Your mouth is running, you better go catch it!S**t stains on your lipsFrom all the s**t you talkBut you can't walkYou stumble and fallYou'll lose it allWhen you run your f*****g mouthBlood shot eyes from sleepless nightsOf making up lies, you'll f*****g dieYou'll lose this gameA f*****g shameYou sho..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285626/</link>
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			<title>Girls Will Be Boys</title>
			<description>Girls will swear&amp;nbsp;Girls will spit&amp;nbsp;Girls will f**k&amp;nbsp;Girls will s**t&amp;nbsp;Proper girls will bite their tongues&amp;nbsp;This f****n' girl will break your thumbs&amp;nbsp;Girls will drink&amp;nbsp;Girls will piss&amp;nbsp;Girls will kick&amp;nbsp;and use their fists&amp;nbsp;Girls will smoke&amp;nbsp;Girls play games..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285624/</link>
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			<title>Ivy</title>
			<description>Written for my niece in 2007</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285620/</link>
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			<title>Manic Depression</title>
			<description>My teeth are rotting from the sweetest candy that is youMy heart starts beating at the sight of everything you doI wish I could go back to the day you walked into my lifeand change everything you did to make me fall in loveI wish you would just disappearSo I won't have to suffer with the pain of you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285616/</link>
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			<title>Broken Mirror</title>
			<description>I've wasted a chunk of my lifeCrying out in pain, inspiteOf what everyone has told meThey don't seem to understandThat all I need is a handOf someone who will hold meI'm afraid of losing something that I never hadAfraid of another noRipping out my souMaking me grow coldI don't wanna, I don't wanna g..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285615/</link>
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			<title>An Accidental Suicide</title>
			<description>Written sometime in 2007</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285613/</link>
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			<title>Crier</title>
			<description>Tears don't dry up with time, as some people like to think.&amp;nbsp;They sit it the corners of our eyes waiting to spill over like a fountain in which to drink.&amp;nbsp;We keep them at bay&amp;nbsp;With smiles and play.&amp;nbsp;And they stay away, for a time;&amp;nbsp;But in the darkness of our rooms,&amp;nbsp;When the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/riahwiah/1285612/</link>
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