http://slow.writerscafe.org/slipsknot The original writings of author azure_phoenix99 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776060957 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The angels are watchingme fall, shadows in the skytheir callused handsreaching up tocatch me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1588642/ ...and her demons dragged her down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1588640/ Before Sienna's consciousness was fully restored, before she thought of Jason or Myst, she thought of the mysterious horned being. She vaguely recalled the sweet sound of his music, a warm, radiant smile - the sound of his laughter echoing like chimes in her mind.Sienna.Her head throbbed. Truthfully.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559087/ "Sienna."The young adult awakened with a gasp. Gray sunlight poured from the skies upon her like tears; an eery, blazing warmth cocooned her shivering frame in the face of the oncoming storm. Her clothes were soaked through with rainwater. Meanwhile, the lilies whispered amongst themselves eagerly w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559085/ "Sienna!"It only took about half a week for her new clothes to arrive at the house, and when they did, she took her sweet time collecting them. She still felt guilty about letting him waste his money on her, but she knew she couldn't wear the same clothes everyday. Eventually she'd start to smell li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559084/ She woke up the next morning with a pounding headache.Bleak, grey rays of sunlight spilled through the black lace drapes, falling upon the sleeping form next to her; Sienna rolled over to find the jet-haired girl from last night fast asleep, the pristine white sheets crinkled around her perfect form.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559083/ When the girl opened her eyes again, she found herself trapped beneath a sterile white blanket. A plain white hospital gown covered her frail bones. Her dark, curly auburn hair had been tied back into a pony tail, though a few rebellious lose strands framed her pale cherub face. One of her nurses ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559081/ The storm was still young when the boy found her there, bleeding out by the side of the rail road tracks. She was laying perfectly still upon the exact spot where the two tracks intersected. Her curly dark hair was plastered to her face and a pool of dark crimson blood had soaked through her clothes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559080/ (Since I don't have enough room in the description, I'm going to write this here instead.)After miraculously surviving a freak accident involving a train, twenty-two year old Sienna Ophelia Rose Emerson {previously dubbed "Jane Doe"} wakes up in the hospital with no recollection of the incident or l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559078/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559076/ She wasn't always a wolf. He wasn't always a tiger. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1559071/ Falling.         I was free falling, plummeting through the ashes without an end in sight. Somewhere, the ginormous skyscrapers crumbled. Glass shrieked and imploded in a thousand little shards, penetrating flesh and bone until I bled. Still, solid g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1488993/ The skies were crying. Overhead, black clouds had begun to roll in like rising tides, surrounding the area like a great bowl. Skyscrapers lay upon the ground like fallen soldiers. Fragments of broken glass were strewn across the cracked pavement, cutting into flesh and digging into my worn comb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1488991/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1488988/ I am not the answers that you seek. I'm just a girl.I'm not a hero, I'm not a saviour.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483815/ I think Cupid shot the wrong people;I think he shot them with arrowsof hate instead of love.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483813/ I don't know where I'm going, but I know it's someplace beautiful, and I am on my way.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483812/ I think it's safe to say I've locked myself in limbo and I can't findmy way back http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483811/ I want to die in love and happy,I want to die free and at peace. But at the end of the day, all I really want is something grand to say.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483810/ I don't want your money, I don't want your love. I just want a ray of sunshine to break these storm clouds and shine down on me. Is that too much to ask for?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483809/ I come from cold winter mournings,waking to the crows' song and thescuffling of creatures moving in the attic. I come from long spring daysspent staring at the clockwatching the minutes tick by and lazy days in the summer,walled up in my room formulatingan escape plan, I come fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483807/ I forgot to love you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483804/ Ten thirty PM and here we are again,right back where we started but it doesn't hurt like it used to. Seether's on the radio and the starsare quietly dying out while my thoughts ascend unseen steps intoheaven, and I'm falling asleep,lost adrift in this ocean of dreams.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483802/ But darling, there's no moreblood left for me to bleed...and so I'll pick up the pieces,pick up what's left of me.Stay together, stay strong.Isn't that what I've always said?  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483801/ What the f**k did you expect?Hell isn't a place deep down under the ground - hell is a place inside your mind tucked in a corner over and under http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483800/ What a shame, how this must end, in blood and hatebut how could I deny the feelings in my gut,the love I thought I felt,or my overwhelming thirstfor revenge? The air of mystery you once possessed that oncecaptivated me is gone andI want so badly to rip awaythis black veil -&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483799/ Nameless souls out of storybooks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483797/ Honey, you'll never understand meTry all you want, you'll neverFigure me out  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483795/ Another minute wastedAnother stolen heartbeat Another line spokenStuck in the life of aBroken record, stuck in The pages of a burnt Notebook//Skipping on replayCracked and brokenTo an ancient Beatles Song in the backgroundDarling, can you hear meLost beneath the noise? Let t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483793/ In this bleeding black cascade,I'll fightMy lover, I'll fight for you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483790/ As I fall ever deeper into this abyss, lost inside my mind, no longer can I feel the ground beneath my feet as I'm sucked into the horrid truth of reality. I've come to terms with the fact that fate will, eventually, come for us all, just as the sun will die and with it, the planets (not mention the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483788/ Seal the coffin closedThere's nothing you can do to change my mindSeal this coffin lidI've died a thousand timesI'm so dead insideSo if you would, please spare me the miseryAnd seal this coffin lid.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483787/ They say the past is the past, but the past lives on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483785/ I swear I won't forgetAll my childhood memoriesAnd all the friends I've madeOver the course of the years(I just hope they'll understandCome a year's time When it's time to say goodbye) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483784/ I'm a puppet on stringsWith a painted fake smileAnd perfect wavy hair - Your slave.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483781/ FadingFallingSlippingTremblingShakingFalling through the cracks...Everyday I die a little more insideNo freedom of expressionNo freedom of voice(Always question authority)  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483780/ Just steal this coffin And be done with itIt's no fun to die everyday inside http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483777/ I'm in a room full of peopleBut I'm aloneI can see them laughingAnd smilingAnd breathingAnd I'm just...here.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483776/ These scars won't seem to fadeA simple reminder of darker daysTucked in a past I'll never forget  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483775/ Every time I close my eyes, I seeThe rain and I feel its tearsI feel it, tooThe cuts of a thousand knivesand I embrace the thought of bleeding dryTonight(There's beauty in pain And beauty in the rain; If you pay attention, you'll seeThe peace we find here) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483771/ Oh, sweet miseryWhere have you been?I've been looking all over for youBut you were no where to be foundThen I realized - You lie only insideA creature of the dark locked inA cage tucked inside our soulsSo bitter, so sweetYou are my painYou are my drug//Oh, sweet misery Where did you go?I c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483770/ My back's against the wallAnd my walls are caving inAnother stitch in my woundAnother bitter lieWill it ever end? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483766/ Tears of bloodThey tear at your flesh And rip away skinRevealing the monster underneathAnd showing your true coloursHow could I have been so blind?(This rain of tearsWon't endMaybe if I close my eyes I can sleep the days away) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483765/ This love is fatal,This love is suicidal;I need to grow up And let this go(This is where I draw the line) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483763/ We've all got our secretsBut some things are better Left unsaid http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483600/ It breaks my heart to see All the scars on your arms(Please don't hurt yourself - You're hurting me, too) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483598/ One day, I'll leave this town That was cruel to me and I'll make my dreams a reality http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483597/ Razors stained with blood -You'll never fix my broken gearYou'll never take away my sadnessA hollow pit in my head in which I forever dwellThis is who I am(Stay away from my friends,I'll need them when this sadness ends) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483596/ Words sharp as razors,Cusses like wildfireI must be dreaming again (Watch these spiders spinTheir webs and forget)  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483594/ A past that I hate and a futureThat lies just over the next Mountain - Well, f**k, I'm not ready (I don't ever want to leavebehind the small town lightsand sounds nor the voicethat calls me home but my soul's a restless state trappedinside a bleeding little bluebird) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/slipsknot/1483592/