http://slow.writerscafe.org/ScarletLover The original writings of author SimplyDisastrous en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775968783 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I Remember…I remember.I remember when we first met. I remember how you smiled whenyou first saw me. I remember how I felt when youtalked to me. No, I remember how I felt whenyou paid attention to me. I remember how I looked for youwhen you were absent from scho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/1306891/ The past is irrelevantThe future is in herhandsShe must do now whatthousands Before her could not:She must find a way out. For she is trapped, thewalls closing in on herHer screams gounheard, her tears go to waste. Her hands areencrusted with blood from scra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/797692/ my generation's idea of love is really stupid. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/769967/ four years of bonding right down the f*****g drain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/758023/  I look in the mirrorAnd what do you I see?This girl who I’ve always wished wasn’t me.The people have spoken,The chips are down,This girl is the ugliest human in town.Mirror, mirror, on the wallWho’s the ugliest of the all? Why me, of co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/735495/ Don't f*****g label me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/728390/ Sick and tired. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/710418/ I'm on fire, my skins ablazeMy insides are screaming, but I'm not fazedI'm here to do one thing, I'm on a f*****g missionAnd it needs to be done with the utmost precisionIt's not a f*****g joke, not anymoreThere's no going back, I've already started the warCan't turn back now, s**t, I'm .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/693977/ I don’t think anyone should feel this dead inside I mean, after all, it’s not exactly something you can hide Or, better yet, it’s not something you can get rid of, per say The feeling can surface on any given day One day you’ll just feel li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/693968/  O N E  The firsttime I saw my mother cry was when I was six years old. It was evening, nearlynight, and I was waiting on the couch in our small living room for someone tocome out and get me something to eat. We wereliving with Grandma then and she usuall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/681523/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/681521/ I'll make bloody tracks on my arms for startI'll write a suicide letter as my heart breaks apartI'll make sure to paint the scene just rightA noose hanging above my mirror, a beautiful sightYou'll all pay for hurting a nice, sweet person like meYou f*****g destroyed my self esteem and made me not wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/677781/ I lay in the dark, gathering my thoughtsI think about all the pain you've broughtAnd I wonder if you even care anymoreOr if the thought of me's become a boreHow could I even begin to forget you?Hard to believe but I have a heart, too.  You might say I'm overreactingbut I don't think I amI'm onl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/674716/ I wake up every morning and realize that I’m a loserI look in the mirror as I get dressed for another miserable dayAhead of me and can’t stand the sight of the girl I see looking Back at me.  I walk alone in the hallways, seeing everyone else laughing and joking around wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/673767/ The thing about crowds is that I'm always getting lost in them without someone by my side. The thing about cold nights is that I'm stuck in my room by myself without someone to help me stay warm. The thing about suicide is that I'm too scared to attempt it, even though I think about it quite alot. T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/673274/ I hate snow... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/670937/ Life is a game and I feel like I'm losing major points...Backstabbing friends A knife, the canvas of which dried blood is painted upon,is stuck into my back. Deception I gave you my heart, you dropped it into the shredder. Watch and see if I ever trust you again. Low self-esteem "Mirror, mirror, on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/669287/ So, maybe this fate was meant for me....Or maybe I'm just being hard on meBut maybe I shouldn't have licked the blade......But, damn, I just wish this pain would fade. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/663154/ Gray Nowadays,my world seems emptyLikesomething big is missingIthink I can name a few things but I'm not sure that's it Iwalk around with a blank face,Myinside hollow and bareThepeople around me laugh and smileHappinessAndI wonder, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/652877/ "You're stupid". "You're ugly". "You're f*****g annoying", "You're not worth anything". "Why do you have to be so dumb?"I wish life came with an undo button. So, then, I could just undo me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/640762/ September8th, 2010  Cafeteria Misery    I’msitting by myself in the corner ofThiscafeteria. Istare at them, wide eyed, they stare backLikeI’m some kind of new found bacteria.  Idon’t want to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/639927/ September8th, 2010  Girl who laughslike a car horn     It’s so cute, IswearEvery time I’mwith her I hear itShe tries to hideit, she triesTo cover it upBut it’s no useI’ll get her t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/639923/ She screams, she screams, her wrists are bleeding. The knife falls from her uncurled fingers. Her head is spinning (Why are there two of you?) Her world is fading right before her eyes. The walls are suddenly too close and she can't breathe (Why can't she breathe??) Oh God, Oh God, she whi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/631751/ I never knew that this was the day; the day that my dear aunt would choose to pass away. I wish her well, I hope she's resting in peace. Even if it means that she's gone and down with the deceased. ♥ R.I.P. Joycelyn Hemans on October 21st, 2010.-Kristen Wallen, Sasheen, and Santana K... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/622456/ Don't fret, my dear, It seems like were the only set of freaks in here. <3But who am I to reassure anyone? Sit back and watch as I mentally self-destruct. I can't take it anymore, I just don't give a f**k!Trying so hard not to let these damn tears fall. What did I ever do wrong? I've never .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/620412/ -F**k I curse the day that this Earth was pollutedWith son-of-a-b***h’s, heartless b******s; whatever namesuits themIf I could go back in time, I would go back and stop today’scivilization from being madeWe live in a world that undermines ones self confid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/617863/ Your hands remind me of the one thing that I must confessAs they roam over my back, legs, hips, and my chestYour tongue massaging mine in my mouth drives me insaneMakes me want to cry out the Lord’s name in veinWho knows how I’ll even begin to try to hide this hickie on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/613064/ ChapterSix:    The ThingThat Was Not Human stole around the corner of 25th street, flittingthrough the huge lot of bushes and creepers on 26th and 27th,only to jump over the fence in someone’s yard to get to 29th. There,it decided, would be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/611332/ Hell is burning the soles of my feet. It's destroying my insides, trying to find a way out. The fire wont stop until it has swallowed me and everyone I hold close to my heart. But yet, I can't seem to stare this contemptuous form of evil in the face. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/610972/ I’mfeeling like…   I’m feelinglike there’s nothing left for me.I’m feelinglike there’s no point in me trying to be.Like all Iwant to do right now is rest in peaceEven though I’venever held a good plac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/610922/ The end Bruised,Bleeding,Arms covered in her distress Pain, It hurts,Her tears spill down on her tattered dress This isn’t the life she wantedHell, she only wanted love Not only that,Love, affection, wealth, a se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/608099/ Lonely   I’m tired of playing The same old sad song. It seems I was meantTo be alone all along.  I’m tired of struggling to Make things work, I’m tired oftrying.  It’s funny how people can’t se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/604503/ Tired  Been tired all my lifeHell, I can barely handle thisstrifeThis strife that involves makingthose around me contentI don’t need your permission; Idon’t need your consentSo, why can’t I just sleep?I just want to fall into as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/604498/ Freak Of Nature ~   Obsessed           Freak                          .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/604389/ Forever Alone    She’ssetHe’ssetTheyboth have love.  Butwhat do I have?Nothing. I’llnever achieve a love so greatFromanyone.  I’llbe the only one of my friends.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/603368/ Happy Birthday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/603365/ People just don't know how lucky they are... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/603232/ You'll pay for what you did... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/602316/ False Affection ~Pain, pain, Came my way.  It’s funny how it keeps coming Back another day.  You said it was over, You said it was done Hell, it would have gotten us in troubleIn the long run.  Lik.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/601932/ His hands  (…)   Hishands were like magicTheyleft me mesmerizedAsthey roamed over my chest,My backand my stomach inSlow,smooth, strokes. His touchLefta burning trail of heat behindEachtime his hands left.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/600433/ What I like aboutyou   ~His smile: Itmakes my day.   His lips: Suchsweet candy display. I wonder what they taste like.   His hands: Amagical force all on its own... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/600429/ Defeated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/597959/ DarkAbyss ~  My soul is a dark abyss inwhich I am being sucked intoMy arms, a bloody, drippingwet, mess make a puddle below my feet Smeared make-up melts andslides off of my face from theHeat of the fire before me. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/597069/ I’mSorry~I'm sorry I wasn't good enough.I'm sorry for the stress I caused you.I'm sorry that I was so vulnerable, soEasy to break.I'm sorry I was ever in your life.I'm sorry you had to meet someone like me.I'm sorry for making everything worse than.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/596522/ Internet Talk   WTF,I gasp when you say something unexpected. LOL,I’m laughing so hard when you tell a joke or I LMAO!OMG,you dropped a huge bomb on me and suddenly I’m feeling bad. KK,The most annoying abbreviation ever to have been made.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/594323/ Storyof My Life   Thisis how the story goes, Likea flower, the pain inside me grows and growsThenit sits at the bottom of my stomach, boilingAnd,in time, a plan in my mind starts unfoldingAplan to get back at all the people that have toyed wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/594159/ Jealousy,              Part Two     Whisperingsweet nothings in her earAssuringher that you careTellingher that you need her more than anythingIwish you’d just.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/594147/ The Dancing Queen  Theway she moves under the stars, Makesme want to join her.  Herskin, illuminated by the beamThatis the moonlight, glistens in the night.  Ihide in the shadows, as quiet and as stillAsa mouse, careful .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/593860/ Maybe…  Maybe it wasn’t meantto beMaybe it wasn’tsupposed to workMaybe this all was justa dreamMaybe it was, maybe itwasn’t Maybe we were bothbeing delusionalTo think that this,this thing we have would .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/593417/ MagicTrick He makes me wanthim more and moreHe’s neverproved to be a boreHe forever knowsmy favorite spotsMy neck, mystomach, the whole lotHe knows whatturns me off and onRegardless ofall the heartaches he’s undergoneFrom his pas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ScarletLover/593175/