http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dark_Messenger The original writings of author Dark Messenger en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776351053 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Music on, hearts offI entrance myself onthe waves that influence us to GodI peel away the skinof your soul to reveal the soft, fleshy, and vulnerable innards of who youtruly areLike a harp Imanipulate the strings of your hearts until the music encases mine once moreI am p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492026/ Although it pains meto write this It is only the truthI am not one but twoThe kind heartedboy, who could capture the world with a smileAnd the hardenedman, who could only obtain what he desired by forceBe careful if youfall for me because you will find that in the end.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492025/ When I needed youmost, you weren’t thereAs I lay awake inthe dark of nightMy mind screams inpain but my lips stay silentI hope I dieI hope the pain youall put me through kills me so you all can seeI wasn’t lyingI’m not alright. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492022/ I wish you couldshow me this was realI wish you couldprove to me that your love isn’t just a fantasyUnobtainableUnrealAlways undone I wish I could showyou I was realSo I could prove toyou my love isn’t just emptiness, itsLife givingBre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492021/ I know I’m notimportant to you, but could you at least pretend?I know I’m notspecial to you, but could you at least defend me?My life may notmatter to you, but for me its all I have left no matter how pathetic it mayseem on the outsideOne day you’ll seeall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492020/ I’ve betrayed youEvery apology Iuttered in your directionEvery tear that fellfrom my face onto yours Every time I spokethose three meaningless words… I liedYou begin to noticeas I change into who I really amWhat I really amThe claim ofintertwining o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492019/ Everything standsstillThe streets thatseemed so aliveNow appear to bedead insideThe people who, inthis city, would roamSeem to have found anew place to call their homeEven the mightyocean seems to have lost its willEverything juststands f*****g still. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492014/ Misery is a beast onits own Every night you cryfor help, I’ll be thereBut not to aid youin your miseryNo I will be thereto immerse you into your own tragic fate until you become like meColdHeartlessAlone A monster forever You have a b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492013/ I am your sinYour addictionThe skeleton in yourclosetWatching your everymoveBeckoning you withmy constant temptationsI am your secretsThe whispering inyour earThreatening to setmyself freeCasting shadows overyour every waking momentAttacking .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1492011/ Myfelicity is just a mask Myemotions, my thoughts, my actionsAreall just a labyrinthine of twisted lies and hatredSolove me, Orhate me either way you will never erase the scars from my so called loveThenotes of my heart sing a lush tune,Butalso one of s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491995/ You thought of me as something beautifulA powerful man who could control the very seas with the lift of a browSomeone who could change everythingA man unlike any otherA man who could consume an entire world… your worldI already haveYou saw me as a kingThe curves of your moist lips curved ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491994/ When I needed you most, you weren’t thereAs I lay awake in the dark of nightMy mind screams in pain but my lips stay silentI hope I dieI hope the pain you all put me through kills me so you all can seeI wasn’t lyingI’m not alright. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491991/ The truth is all I want in my life is you. You're everything to me, but because I can't have you I must bury my passion under a layer of pain and addiction. Every second without you seems like years. Years that drain every ounce of will out of me. So I will love this misery until o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491555/ I've seen what you've doneI know what you're doingI know what you will do You only fooling yourself because I pay attention to every single f*****g detail, and I put them together like a house of cards!Ready to fall and crush you like a pile of bricks. I know everything so stop p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491551/ When your body becomes an empty vessel My nerve will flareWhen you leave this empty worldMy spirit will followWhen my deeds are judgedMy soul will fall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491550/ Remember when things were ok? Because I don't. Just brief moments of forgetfulness when it came to worldly concerns. Most of those moments I was either fucked up... Or with you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1491438/ In fact she was just like my coffee that night. My mug half way filled with her strong, almost tantalizing brew. Carnation milk, to give her a certain medium brown color. With a perfectly added thickness, just enough for it to fill my mouth with her pleasures as she fulfilled my desires... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1490624/ I felt her skin as it screamed out in desperation. But what if the desperation wasn't even hers? Maybe it was the residue of a recent lovers corrupt soul. Still lingering over her own soul even though the sinful act they committed together has long passed.Like her very essence covered in sap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1488961/ What you'll never understand is how perfect of a human being I am, for I am made flawless in this form by my imperfections. To you I may be invisible but vanity sees me for what I am, and embraces me in her all consuming warmth. What more do I need? What more can I say? What more can I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1488949/ My stomach is full of pillsMy lungs full of potMy mouth is full of silverMy hands are soaked in sin My body is full of indecision But my brain...My brain is full of ideas http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1488479/ The Perks of the tortured soul.It may scare you as we drop our masks of ignorance. But It's ok, I swear.We just want people to understand. When things are cherry man has always grown arrogant and ignored the truth. But at our lowest points we are stripped naked by the pain.Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1488473/ Oh how I love the way you control my breathing. Forcing me to follow your rhythm and lead us into oblivion. My soul has succumbed to your siren like screams that enchant my very essence of being. My soul. But you are of the purest of evils darling, for unlike the Sirens your body entrances.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dark_Messenger/1488452/