http://slow.writerscafe.org/DeadDreamer The original writings of author DeadDreamer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776014256 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We loved like the seasons changedOur love came to life;peeking out of the groundlike newborn flowers in the spring.You showered me with your rainand I came to life again.Such young and innocent love.I fell in love with youlike the smell of summer.You were a fresh breezethrough an open window.Ou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1402131/ Your eyes were my favorite placeshining bright like the headlightsof cars passing us byas we lay entwined.You whispered sweet wordsinto my earsand kissed me.It was only usalone in the world.Life was moving forwardand leaving us behind.We did not mind.It was a perfect thing.Your eyes are my favorite .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1401654/ I am a small branchon a beautifully broken tree.A small piece of the pictureis all I will ever be.I am not my own.I need others to grow.I wonder when my holderwill finally let me go.As time passes byI am left alone.My leaves fall awaylike everyone I have known(Ever)But other branches have fallenand .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1401637/ The first man I should have lovedturned into the one I feared the most.How does one lay a hand on a little girlso bright eyed and full of new hopenow with sad eyes that weep like the sky in the spring.He taught her fear. He was fear.Her nightmares were the moments she was awake.Reality became t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1401436/ It’s a terrible thingTo feel nothing, but everything.To love, but not be loved.To be breathing, yet drowning. It’s a terrible thingTo speak and not be heard.To feel useless, but so used.To give yet never receive. It’s a terrible thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1401419/ I want to hear your favorite thoughtsWhen you’re in solitudeI want to watch your smile light upTo where the stars would envy you I want to hear your most unpleasant thoughtsWhen you’re alone at nightI want to wipe away your falling tearsAnd watch .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1401397/ My heart is ripping open at the seamEach stitch broken by every passing beatTime is frozen - it’s just me and meI’m alone with the past and future to be. Cradling my broken self, I’m lulled to sleepI don’t want to live in this realityMy dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DeadDreamer/1401389/