http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dark_Rose The original writings of author Dark Rose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776200115 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It is just the start. The tears that role are nothing. I know for a fact you dont see them. They hide behimd the happy facade. The bricks you threw have built a wall. You wonder why no one can find her true self. She is barried deep in her fortress. Hiding from the world. She is tired of fighting. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1495159/ I am like a display. People gawk and stare. I have scars that cover most of me. My oddities are my life. They keep me sane. Atleast my version. I heard somewhere a saying i truly do like. "What is chaos for the flie is peace for the spider." I see the ireany. For me and my friends are the fly. About.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1494885/ The dark is my home. I love to lurk there. No one can see me. Yet I can see them. My eyes have adjusted. They did that along time ago. My parents abandoned me with no one. I am not afraid. My friends lurk here. To we are all freaks and oddities. Me the one with the scars I am there leader. I keep th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1486839/ She is my sister, and my best friend. Both of those by choice. I love her more then anything. I am proud to say she is family. I look up to her. She Is stong and pretty. She never puts anyone down. She is an angel to frim heaven. She gives and never asks for anything. I am proud to call her sister. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1486805/ There is was a superman. The real one that is. He was always willing to hold my hand. He is past and gone. It still makes me sad. The man that I thought would never go. I mean superman couldn't die. He was always there for you. He never did stop supporting you. I never thought that would ever change.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1486781/ struggle with a hidden disease. One with no cure. It is always hidden. The one with it never remember when or why it started. It was just there. No doctors will help you. people joke about this disorder. Anerxia is real and true. Once the fat kid always the fat kid. No matter how much weigh. It is a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1479205/ I sit here. I wonder when my world will start. The world outside keeps revolving. My life is on its head. His death hit me harder then it should. He was supposed to live forever. He was a great man. He always helped you hole up your head. Now he is just a memory. No more grand advice. No more granda.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1474552/ Everyone thinks they know me. That I am always happy. Well here is the truth. I suffer with anxiety and aleays feel alone. Peole with loads of fruends awlays striving for attention. Theyake me sick. If only they lived a day in my shoes. Where you are always afraid. You dont have a true friend. Tey .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1472039/ I sit  here everyday. I look to the others. They cant see me. They bump me and don't even know. I am sitting here among them. No one sees us. The ones among this hall. We all have to let the doctor test. It hurts so bad. You would think my dad wouldn't do this to me. That I would be left out. T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1467809/ I see the word different. I see that death is my friend. Most are truly afraid. I am not afraid. I find it unfair. He teases me with his kiss. Just one touch on embrace. The pain would cease to hurt. I am not afraid. I could not choose a different route. I want to see my love. I am whiling to meet h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1459480/ I sit behind a desk. I learn nothing at all. They teach us to past a test. Barely at that. There are teachers that hate kids. they forget there are other classes. they done teach. they give us packets or send us online. we ether sink or swim. they say we are smart but they treat us like we are stupi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1454281/ Have you ever seen darkness. I have I have lived it. It is something like no other. There is not a drop of light. You can hear the water trickle. You know everything is hallow. It is not scary. You are afraid when you don't. The world around you is empty. The darkness will never fade. It will develo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1440961/ I stand here alone. Everyone who comes walks by me. It was almost like I was a ghost. I stand still. I don't want to be seen. I was dropped of here. The monsters that come out at night kept me alive. I am one of them you see. I have a tail and disfigured face. I just want to be normal. The light bur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1431376/ Hidden I was from the light of day. I was not to be seen. I was hidden below the house. For the horror I was. The burns that covered my body. I was deformed and scary. All because I had been attacked in the night. Burned supposed to be dead. The man still living above me. Scared of my immanent&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1426133/ As I walk threw the graveyeard. It is dark and scary. There isnt a soul to be seen. I am in the old part of it. I walk to the moons light. The head stones glow. I wonder to wear I am headed. I am not afraid to walk. The full moon leading my way. I feel as thought I walk this every night. I reach a g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1400925/ I walk the abonded trail. Looking for a a soul to steal. It is nothing new. I never really fit in at school. Alone and happy. Never drawn to another. Wishing to roam these trees. Here I feel safe. No one could touch me. There fear overwhelms them. I am the scary witch. Walking with demons and ghosts.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1400924/ The doctors long gone. The nurses dead. The cops have long left. The patients are missing. All becuase of one man. The crazy doctor that started testing. His patients didnt stand a chance. The time is gone. In the old abandonded building. The evidence long gone. Or so you would think. You can hear h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1400923/ The darkness is scary. I see the blackness coming. The stairs have long ago crumbled away. It laughs in the darkness. Trying to claim me. The demon reaches out. It tries to grab my hand. The others breaking in. The castle I built to save me. The wall will be my downfall. I try not to show my fear. T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1400799/ I stand here trying to breath. the air just wont come. I know I am falling. From that cliff I was hanging on. I knew I was dead. The ground would come soon. No one would be there to catch me. I am tired of falling. It seems like it has been eternity. I knew the cliff was a far place to fall. I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1400780/ The darkness seeps in. What am I to do? The shadows lurk. I am barely our of there grasp. They come at night. At twelve the darkest hour. They call my name. Wishing my downfall. What will happen? Will I Fall? I am scared to know. Will they win? I was doomed from the start. Who doomed me? Did I doom .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Rose/1393023/