http://slow.writerscafe.org/tinky13865 The original writings of author Remolyne Unknown en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009875 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I have a cold place.I keep my secrets there.I keep my pain there.I hide any good real feeling I have there.I hide my face there.Its my secret hidden kept place.My cold place.Do you have one? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1879669/ Sometimes I feel like I have a void in me that just can't be filled.A loneliness that can't be fixed.An inner pain that feels like it could consume me.And a soul that feels like a shade of grey.Honestly.. I don't know why I write anything on here. I know nobody will read it.But I think its the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1879668/ Life is a tricky, tricky b*****d,Heart is the mistress that hates and defies you,Mind is the thing that fights you and torments you.Whoever said this was pretty, lied.Family are your liers and spiritbreakers,Friends are your fakers and betrayers,The Others are your heartbreakers and rumors.Whoever s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1857660/ Whoever said Life was pretty, lied. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1857656/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1857655/ ~ Letters to E ~ * Never Sent * http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1851495/ Its such a pain to care about himI've seen him fall for herSeen him be with herSeen the affection she gets from himAnd yetAll I can feelIs sadnessAnd wanting him to be happyI've seen her break his heartSeen him care about her anywaySeen how he stays positive through the badsSeen how he makes me want.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1834299/ The pain that runs down her faceIs such a disgraceAnd she never tells a soulAbout the monsters that eat her up insideHer mind is a trapKeeping her locked inside herselfShe tries to break freeOnly to be pushed farther back downHer scars don't showBut they still hurtWith the same slow cold burnTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1834293/ Six Word Memoirs created by me. Will do multiple of these. This is not the only one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1673835/ Suddenly I become a part of the pastA past you never had wanted me inA time when things were supposed to be rightDoes any of this even make sense?Nobody understands and we can't expect them toIts just another one of those thingsSecretly Undefinable http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1673831/ So you know me.You know of the tears I cry aloneYou know of the time I spend in the darkYou know of the things I whisper to myself to feel betterYou know of the light that fades from my eyes till they dully shineSo you know me.You know of the lies I toldYou know of the secrets I keepYou know of the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1663973/ Its funny how pain speaks the mostIts what is most unheardYet its what is most knownEveryone can relateEveryone can dismissBut no one can not knowIt hides, it showsIts small, but it growsIts never one thing, but manyAnd its old ways are taught to kill from the insideAnd for no one to knowTill time t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1663970/ You hold nothing but hateYou know nothing but angerYou speak nothing but contemptAll towards meI know you wish me deadI know you wish me never bornI know you wish me to be the robot you wantBut even I know you will never admit thisAm I that much of a pain to you?Am I that much of a regret?Am I such .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1663966/ I am only a ghost of myselfI do not reside with youI am kept far in the back of my mindBody only going through the motionsI don't feel but painI don't talk but screamI don't move but runAnd I don't see but grayWas life always to be this way for me?Was I to be doomed to this existence?Was there never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1663963/ My pain hits through me like a knifeIt makes me sick everydayI feel like I die insideAnd my body crumbles under my own weightA never ending waveIt constantly crashes upon meThreatening to end everythingScreaming there is nothing for meNo one helpsNo one seesNo one even triesIts a terrifying place to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1663961/ Little White House with the picket fence,I wonder what you hear,I wonder what you see,I wonder how you feelThe paint, without chipsThe ceiling, with few cracksThe solid doors, some kept locked - some unlockedLittle White House with the picketfence I wonder how you feelI wonde.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/1620489/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/616350/ sing is sing was this is what sing-ing is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/616347/ when some one tries...it doesn't mean they fail....it doesn't mean they win....it just means they tried...they tried there hardest...they tried to help....they tried .....they tried......they tried.......and you can't.....you couldn't ask for more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/594165/ you hear a crash........then everything goes coldlike an ice cube thats been in the freezer for days old..... now you hear a BANG! everything stopsyou don't breath for fear that it might find you. you hear the clock strike midnight.....all is calm but yet awakened .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/594158/ who can we trust with our secrets?who?who can we trust with our hearts?who?who can we share everything with?who?i don't know.who knows?who?we will all have to figure it out one day but for the mean time...live. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/575729/ what will i do when it comes to tomorrow.what will i do when the sun rises again.and what will i do before summers end.i don't know.......?do you know? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/570967/ sometimes everything you need isn't in just one person.sometimes it could be in multiple people.things we need are like  love, caring, kindness, and hope. but most of all  we need faith. to believe.  and if you're lucky , no matter how many times you go through people, you  W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/570963/ every time some one is looking for some one new, they can't find that new one. that new one is very special to them. even though they don't know who that new one is yet. but they can tell by there heart how the new one is like.  that is how they find the new one. and they might not be prepared .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/563862/ everyday is a chalange for some,everyday is a day of wanting to sleep,will we ever get what we want, will everything we tried or did blow up in our faces,what will happen to us if that happens,will we know,will we notice,who knows, but what we do know is the world is full of questions,and as you get.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/562510/ sometimes you feel like you don't fit in.sometimes you feel weird in your skin.but always remember that there are alot of other kids (even popular kids) that feel the same way.sometimes it makes you want to get away. or go somewhere else where no one will find you. but they will ......sometime.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/553961/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/553958/ a weird paragraph of a story i made. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/553955/ tells what happens on a crazy day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tinky13865/553616/