http://slow.writerscafe.org/keighleigh The original writings of author Queen of Hearts en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776043516 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Why do you always do this to me?Just as he did to you.You say it's your defense,But I understand what you're trying to do.He's became the new you.Words are your weaponYou use them to torture meWhy do you do this to me?How dare you say you love me?It smacks the side of my faceCheeks turning redOh hav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/841099/ Ashes to ashes, dust to dustYou think It's love, but really it's lustHe calls you beautiful, calls you fineSoon later, "Your not mine"Your filled with anger, filled with rageGo through your diary and rip out every pageHeat of passion, Passion is heatEven looking at him makes your heart beat http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/841097/ I see through the lies through your eyesI sigh and remember why I said goodbyeI really loved you, I though you loved me tooBut your a liar, a cheap, and put me through trialI curse out loud, Do I really need to shout?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/727925/ I walk through the doors that dayAnd I beg you to stayBut baby your a free horse And walk away with full forceAnd I swore to myself that I would never love againBut I also swear to god I just can't containBecause every moment I'm with youMy words just flow out, and it's all trueAnd when I'm awa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/709350/ Once you start, you just can't stop[How true those words are]It burns your mind as you go on[You focus your whole day around it]Step on the scale, step off[A daily routine]Lieing to yourself[Five more pounds, then I stop]Lieing of propaganda[Never trust those damn perfect models]Comparing yourself t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/708723/ I'll sing so you can't see through my tearsI'll go deep and conquer all of my fearsI'll just jump up and down and danceAnd put you under my tranceI shall scream to you in my loudest toneAnd throw at you all that I ownI will not take this crap anymoreI will never ever again be this sore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/708699/ I find it hardTo go onI am too weakI am not strongMy world is a messFrom up to downI can not handle this stressI am astoundI finally foundMy terrible matchI can not takeThis eventful batchThe pain is over-bearingTaking me apartAnd I feel the world staringAs I fall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/699202/ A cry for help    That none can hear                        A soft little yelpThat no one can clear                     A tear that glides downWets the face    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/698601/ I scream and cry,And pound the floor,You beat my face,Make blood pour.You grab my hair,Take it out,Make me scream and shout.My Mommy's there,Watching you,Yelling you to stop.Big mistake,GO! she screams,I stumble across the floorTo the door I go.I take my brother,Out of his seat,And get out fast.Waki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/697643/ UGLYI scratch at the mirrorNo ones here,So no one will hear.I see my flaws,In red, black, and blue,And think of you.NEVER Will you like me,I'm too ugly for you too.Might as well as shave my head,And stay in my room.I have big feet,My skin is pale,My legs are long, All I see Is U-G-L-Y http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/695675/ I see my reflectionIn the mirrorMy eyes are blurredMy color's clearI slash my wrist,It's oh so bad,The world is hellIt makes me madMust you pretend?Treat me like crap?Pretend I don't have feelings?I'm sick of that.I fall to the ground, Oh so weakI feel like crapMy head starts to sink.All the bl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/695048/ To whom I may concern,I'm feeling very well.How about you. swell?Haven't seen you in a while,We used to be quite friends,But now I wish we weren't.You really have changedHow's your mother?Is she doing fine?Still very annoying, all down your back?To whom I may concern, are you still alive?It's been q.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694665/ Dear Lord,Give me hope, give me stability,Don't let my tears have much visibility,Don't let me have much vulnerability.Let me smile excitably,Let me live through my humility,I'll blow the roof off of the whole facility,I'll hold on to my durability,This, I'm sure is a liability,Amen http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694166/ My heart beats as you come up,-Why must you make me feel like I will burst-You say hi (sup?)-I'm falling headfirst-I'm so simply starstruck http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694149/ An o u t s i d e rA m i s i f i tA n e r dA  w e i r d oA g o t hA d o r kA e m oG A YB Is t u p i dt a l ls h o r tu g l yf a ts k i n n yJust words.It's not like they'll hurt A N Y B O D YThey on't bring it to heartThey won't think about it It on't make them die.Just harmless fun.Nothing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694138/ Anger yelled through clenched teeth,Hid under beneath,All of your pain is hidden,In the land that is forbiddenBy everybody elseHide your face,No one can seeHow much that pain can be.It is your secret(Your dirty little weight)Like a heavy little sackYou carry it on your backDon't let them see your cr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694136/ Liar.All you are is a lie.You lied to me aboutStupid things such a bullyingYour hair your eyes,Your stupid faceAll of them-L I E S http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694129/ A SONGI feel in i n s i d eIt takes over my mind-a clear obsession-that makes me s m i l e http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/694120/ As you walk down the loud hall,I feel the need to stall.To see the beauty inside,Even though no one notices your eyes dyed,That beautiful brown satural,There is No way it can be natrual. I walk away, without a problem,And give up for you fell for one of them.It's no surprise, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/545919/ Sure, tease me.See what I care,Cus you have a booger,And theres something in your hair. Sure, I'm stupid. At least I'm not making an F!Yep, I'm clumsy,But at least I can walk a step! Okay, I mess up when I speak,Your no better!But I can write correctly,And not mes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/545916/ "So, Mary, what's it going to be? Me or her?" she snarls. My brain is scrambling, and I don't know what to say.If I choose one, the other will hate me. how could my friends put me under like this? They stare daggers at each other, and i sigh. I come up with a decision, and stand between my friends.".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/540496/ The wind flows,and blows,and I sigh in wonder,as the sky turns to thunder,at the beauty and lightning,although it may be frightening,it takes my breath away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/540488/ If life is not a gamee why are there so many players? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/539939/ I walk onto lunch the next day, grabbing a burger and some fries, and sitting down in my regular spot with my friends. Kevin was pulling Alyssa's hair, smirking and laughing, and Alyssa slapped his arm and sat next to me. I grrin as she blushes, and stop as she raises her arm. Dylan looks at her and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/539272/ She pushed me out of bed, our morning system of getting me up. I looked up at Holly, who already had all of my clothes ready, and even my bags. I get up and change quickly, and she hurries and does my make-up. She was a girl made for speed, literly and therretically. She had super speed and strength.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/538794/ Sharona goes to a school for the acedemically gifted, or as she calls it, the school of freaks. but, this school isn't about geniuses, or freaks, it's for superheroes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/538433/ Short story about a girl and her bear, and an evil Orphan Maiden. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/538385/ Who am I? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/keighleigh/538366/