http://slow.writerscafe.org/BethanyRose32 The original writings of author Bethany Rose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776094705 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The ebb and flow of endless dayswhere tears become a swirling mazeto wash away the piercing gazeof time and its recallMy shattered pieces fall apartyour parting gift; a poison dart weighs heavy on the breaking heartand perforates the soulThe broken glass reflects a lie distorte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1817100/ Among the stars, her secrets shinewhere brightly wishes intertwine.Fervent prayers impart to airentrusted into Heaven's carea hope to find the answers thereamong the stars.Dream-keeper since the dawn of timecelestial guide of peace sublime.As darkness blinds the earth and airther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1794975/ A tangled forest hung with dewgnarled trembling trees stripped bareshivering ghosts of greyish bluein sharp autumnal airAn ancient story told anewa girl of courage raretrapped in the past and destined torelive the same nightmareOf innocence so pure and truethis victim unaware.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1794776/ As darkness overcomes the pale daylightthat keeps the demons away, she holds tight to the hope of peace, though she's now becomea prisoner to the night, the haunted oneOnce she was safe under these same night skiesrose-tinted dreaming, with innocent eyesshining like stars, in the heave.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1525489/ The apple slipped from her fingertipsand fell upon the groundPale eyelids closed foreverand blood red lips won't make a soundHalf alive and barely breathinglittle hope for her remainsFrozen in time and fadingas poison courses through her veinsSo starved she was of kindnessshe h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1468947/ I awake to the sound of ringing. At first I think it is in my head, but it turns out to be the telephone, muffled slightly by the closed bathroom door. I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling, trying to piece together what had happened. I'm not sure how long I had been out for, but I'm freezing cold.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1427124/ "...do you hear me, David?" They were arguing again. Spitting out each other's names as if they were toxic. Emphasising every syllable. "Yes, Caroline, I think the neighbours hear you". "Our neighbours are well over a mile away". "Yes, quite", Dad drove home his point. Silence followed. I dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1427106/ My name is Lily May Asher. At the time my parents separated I was 12 years old. My sister Alice was 10. My much younger siblings are Eden and Samuel, "Sammy". They were 5 and 3. We lived in a beautiful old cottage farmhouse in the Surrey countryside. It was a little run down in places, "rustic", Mum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1427096/ Hush little baby don't say a wordYour voice is never going to be heardHush little baby don't you cryYou're nothing but a broken butterflySo go to sleep and close your eyesAnd dream of broken butterflies...Struggling to breathe I grip onto the bathroom sink as the room starts to spin... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1426722/ "Tell me about your drawing Lily". My art teacher had a way of sneaking up behind you and looking over your shoulder. I couldn't put my finger on why, but he always made me feel uncomfortable and self-conscious. Of course, that could be because I sucked at art. I couldn't see the point of sitting th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1426687/ "I feel sick", she said. This is the day my life changed forever. I didn't know it at the time, but this was the moment. The moment from which there was no going back, no chance for things to ever be what they were. I was 13. My mum had just picked me up from school. As normal. She picked me up in t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1426657/ "Severed wings can't fly" A young woman struggles to survive the traumas of her childhood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1426649/ I'm not suicidal, I just wanted to express some of these feelings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1423671/ You listened when no one was listeningYou saw what no one could seeYou heard my voice and welcomed itYou understood and believed in meI cried for you and you answeredand when I could fight no moreyou whispered softly to my heartwords I'd never heard beforeThose words, they took m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1417722/ Dear Operator...My mum and dad are far awaybut I need them here right nowI don't know how to get in touchplease could you tell me how?My mum, I know where she livesand I know her number toobut she wouldn't want to speak to meI've tried before to get throughDear Operator, is t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1394545/ Tell me your life story and I'll share with you minelike all good tales, mine begins with 'once upon a time...'I'm sorry if I start to cryor turn and look awayIt's hard for me to share my painHello, are you there?I've been trying to get throughIt's been a month since we last sp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1394140/ If you would sit and listenand give me time to speakwhat would I choose to say to you?what answers would I seek?I could tell you I could show you how you've broken meand bruised me to my coreand how some wounds will never healand I cannot trust any more I could ask you if you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1394124/ My favourite season http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1393627/ When you lie awake at night And the darkness closes inDo you think about your shadowYour darker, evil twinCan you see it follow you each day?It's always by your sideThe dark personificationOf everything you try to hideThis creature, if you let itWill claw its way into your mind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1393557/ It was a cold night in December When our lives were torn apartDivorce, an absent fatherAnd that was just the startWe faced the storm togetherI tried to ease your painI worked hard to change the weatherBut I couldn't stop the rain You took all that I had to giveBut still you wan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1392737/ Clutching to hopeWrestling with fateClinging to lifeBut it might be too lateChoking on fearShaking with frightPraying for someoneTo save me tonightStruggling to breatheFighting for airCrying out loudIn pain and despairBegging for mercyLonging for peaceResisting the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1389510/ There's a girl in my mirrorI see her every daySometimes she seems quite happySometimes she turns and looks awayThere is pain behind her eyesBroken dreams and sad goodbyesWhen she's looking back at me I can tell she http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1389178/ You don't own meI'm not your slaveI'm no longer the girl who needs to be savedI'm not your victimI'm not your preyI'm not the girl whose freedom you took awayI'm not the darknessI'm not the nightI'm not the girl who used to cower in frightI'm not a puppetI'm not a toyI'm .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1389163/ There's a robin in my gardenhe visits every daysometimes I think he flies up closeto check that I'm okayI think that you might be that robinwho flies so high and freedid God lend you a bodyso your soul could visit me?His sweet voice wakes me in the morningwhen he sings his joyf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1388192/ A frozen grinLifeless limbsHer face a vacant stareAlone on a shelfHelpless and limpWorn and in need of repairForgotten, unwantedGathering dustBut no one should feel sadShe's just a toyShe cannot feelEmotions she's never hadThere was a timeLong agoShe would skip and da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1388163/ A prayer for a loved one who has passed away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1388091/ Brother, can you hear me?I don't know where you are tonight I've cried myself to sleep againI need to know that you're alrightThere's a storm outside my windowThe wind cries out your nameThe thunder has no sympathyAs my tears mimic the rainWhat you went through in those last few .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1384520/ Unfortunately, a true story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1382778/ Chapter 1 "I feel sick" she said. This is the day my life changed forever. I didn't know it at the time, but this was the moment. The moment from which there was no going back, no chance for things to ever be what they were. I was 13. My mother had just picked me up from school. As normal. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1379945/ A poem about being trapped and at the mercy of someone else. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1378863/ I wrote this poem back in 2005 for the love of my life, who is now my husband :) It's a bit different to my writing style now but it has a special place in my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1373898/ We all wear masks at times, but I have worn mine for so long I feel I have lost my true self. My poem is about the difficulties of supporting mum during my parents' divorce and the sacrifices I made. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1373618/ The painful end of a very turbulent relationship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BethanyRose32/1373601/