http://slow.writerscafe.org/ToriGirl_22 The original writings of author Ace en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776211010 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Where is all my loathing coming from?Why hasn’t any one ever asked me truly if I was ok? They ask and truthfully want the answer?The raw truth?Why does everyone think that I just can handle myself?Why does everyone think I don’t need that shoulder to cry on?Why am I the only .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/2849645/ I have never realized how much I have ever desired to give myself all of my self away to a person. I don’t think there will ever be a day that passes when I don’t feel you apart of me. I have only truly felt your touch a couple of times but I have never craved something nor have became.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/2782671/ I have no name for this poem at the moment but it is very dear to me so when I find one fitting I will add http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/2126646/ I wish I knew.I wish I knew my self like the devil knows me.I wish I could reach into my mind and change my thoughts, change the way I think, change the way I feel.To long I have suffered silently in my dreams. I have watched my dreams fade before me as everything I have ever feared rises up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/2120365/ I used to think love was a word that people would use just to make you feel better,a fake word of emotion that people would spew just to keep you around when you were feeling blue, Not every one uses this word as the way it was intended. this "I love you" is now more a habit than ever.When.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1928677/ There wasn't a lot that my mom didn't know about me. I mean she knew things about me that not even I knew about my self and I was always so curious of how that could be possible, as if maybe mothers actually really knew everything. Well at least my mother knew everything. As I lay beside her  l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1928668/ For a sister who just went..to far. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1785661/ I quit. I am throwing in the towel, I am done with the lies and the hurt and the get outs and stay heres and leave me be’s, I am tired of the feeling that you can’t hear me, That I’m not here that I’m non existent, But I love you, Oh god how I love you! I love your laugh, yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1701329/ A girl already gone telling her story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1625144/ She was never like the rest,Hidden in the shadows, she held her breath,Afraid,Shy,A light in the dark that was slowly fading,She never wanted the cards she was dealt,Dealing with parents that never cared,Dealing with a brother whose hands just couldn't keep to himself,She had tears that burned and a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1544135/ I remember the rain pouringYour smile,Your laugh,Your hands at my hips Pulling me in..Gripping me..Claiming me..Loving me,Not common for me..Your smile lingers against mine,Ripping the breath from me,The feeling of a light weight,Ready,Eager,Worth it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1513837/ I can not leave http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1512447/ A young man By the name Anderson Struggles with the voices in his head, Does he know what is real vs. what isn't real? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1512311/ She was young,She was quiet,She was scared,Her childhood left her with fear and scars,Yet, he loved her.She cried daily,She never smiled,She never could trust any one,Yet, he loved her.She was insecure,Always gave up,Always hid behind her pale blue eyes,Yet, he loved her.Her name was Kara,Kara vanis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1510963/ Love is a shapeshifter,Love is the first night in your arms and life started to make since,Love is the look you give me that makes me melt,Love is the fear in your eyes when your about to lose me,Love is when just a simple gaze into my eyes answers all my questions and calms my fears,Love is you,Lov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1510922/ The lake water slows as the current dies,a million voices heard screaming but only one stops,a mother's sorrows can be heard for blocks,for the girl with the pink bow and curly locks,has fallen under the surface, of Lake Harriet.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1510831/ A story a bout a selfless soul. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ToriGirl_22/1510482/