http://slow.writerscafe.org/Disposable_Teen The original writings of author dramamine en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775953061 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 i don't know what any of this means. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1900977/ warning: explicit language. also i kind of hate this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1864797/ random thoughts. unedited. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1839938/ Title taken from the song 'Play Crack the Sky' by Brand New. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1793887/ dedicated to the 49 victims of the Orlando Pulse nightclub shooting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1790049/ We live behind bricks and pretty little machines,Where dirty faces are wiped clean,And happiness is measured by the numbers found on screen,Devoid of emotion with static noises erupting from scarred throats,Swallowing anything with the promise of an antidote,Monotone voices with no change in tone,We.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1784160/ Just a short little poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1776392/ My killers are quiet and fresh,They move with the trembles of my flesh.My killers are pretty and made to allure,They dull innocence with heart´s so pure.My killers are vile and in my soul,They will never let go until they have control. My killers created me from limbs and hate,They sharpe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1732060/ People are dying, children are crying,And I´m just sitting here laughing, Guess I´m a little off in the head,Probably better off dead, And it´s a bittersweet life we create,Trying to fix our realities with duct tape,And it´s all about the poses we mimic,But they all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1725902/ Soft lines written so bold,I lie awake underneath all the things I never told,I try to sleep at night but I´m far too gone,Off floating in someone else´s head,Numbing myself away with no one in my bed,Within all of me all I see is you,So take me and bury me in your landfill,Cover my lung.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1722221/ I am only here for now,A needless craving building up,Filling my lungs with toxin and waste,A taste of bitterness stained on my tongue,Spitting out my silence on everyone,This feeling forever feeding my hate,I am only alive in your decay, Bones whispering inside me,Telling me to just give in,A .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1702175/ Basically a part 2 of my other poem ´To the Boy I´ll Never Know´ and yes you have to suffer through another part, I apologize in advance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1696403/ I can see you, Walking through the silence and empty stares,I often wonder if I´m the only one who cares,There´s something below the surface that I cannot bare,While everyone pushes past you without a second glare,Your insecurities fill your eyes,I think I´m paralyzed,The mirr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1694391/ Unfold my shame,Wrap me up in pain,So we can be the same,Open my chest, infest, To heal the unrest,And let the widow tangle her web between my lungs,Let the blood run cold beneath my fate,And set my dreams free and fade into my hate,Cut away the webs that bind me to my mind,Seal the spiders that I l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1673261/ Mechanical lungs let me breathe,Mechanical lungs can’t you see?All I am is buried beneath you,And all my fears are soaked in shallow fluid,Carry me through rivers of red and blue,To show me your factories polluted,Mechanical lungs ease my pain,Mechanical lungs release my chains,Save me from dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1645160/ Wrapped in a comatose dreamscape,His lungs dripped cigarette smoke,His silence was lodged in his throat, and his dimming eyes were blinded by the neon glare,Caught in the seams, he soon awoke, choking on and Tangled in withered hair,He manufactured a thousand false smiles,and in his head everything .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1643387/ I thought I had it all figured out.Knew the way and holding onto the day.When I leave this town and make this life my own.But nothing is ever as it seems, the waves collapsed and crashedUnto my very being, I couldn’t control it, I couldn’t face it,I was deemed before the questioning eyes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1641467/ Mostly a short story kind of a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1641465/ Carry me home to a place once true.Through the stars and thoughts so few. Lift me from the gentle concrete, And toward the sound of yesterday,Where the blood will wash away,And all your fears will set us free,Flying into signs held high,Bleeding words written to the tune of time,Quiet eyes bloom ben.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1636862/ There was once a boy who knew nothing but the color red to be true.He saw it soak the sands, he held it in his hands, and he witnessed it circle around his mother’s head for this he did not understand.He could feel his bones tremble as the ground did the same. The walls concealing him from the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1634548/ A desert of our minds stretches far and wide in front of our eyes,We’re searching for a sign as we march in this line, frozen in time,We’re slowly dying with every step we take, the sand rising above our feet,And as I fall in line once again, I see my breath in front of me, emotionle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1634147/ The air begins to feel a little thin.As I drown in the oceans of what could’ve been.The scabs are starting to form on my sins. When I awake to find myself alone.Raindrops bleeding from my bones, wishing for a place to call home.In the light of darkness, I begin to understand.Polluted wind blan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1633439/ Part 1 and Part 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1618773/ Eyes like a blade, cuts me deep but I long for the pain.Heart like a grenade, the burning blaze eats away at my brain. My lungs bleed the cancer, should I stay or simply fade away? Things I cannot say, stitch my wounds and gently piece together the shattered glass, while I lie here broken beneath th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1616487/ High on plastic elation, she ran away, chasing her starry eyed temptations. Stitched and buttoned on her pattern of blame, wasting away atop their landfill empire. All of the pretty houses and pretty dresses, all she wants is the center-fold fame. A doll made in a Hollywood basement, she was blinded.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1612531/ A violet sky looms overhead and the blooming bones lie beneath.Pick them like flowers, the blood fell like raindrops, the ashes conceal so they won’t feel.Soaked in knowing, wishing everything away, only for it to stayChemical swirls, clouds of dust, she stood alone with her hands held high.Sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1605824/ What the hell am I doing here? I don’t belong here. But I’m a loser, a self-assured abuser, a lonely user, fading to disappear.I wish I was you.On this tainted afternoon, broken glass reflects what I’ve become, if only this wasn’t true.But I’m a freak, I don’t bel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1603937/ Boiling heat, slowly melting my tired eyes.Memories fell from the decaying sky, sun enveloped by lies.Stealing, stuttering, muttering my name. The ashes feed upon the skin, disguised by pain. Time has passed, I can’t go back, my heart was a scab, I picked at it.It never heals, it never goes aw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1603626/ This whispering void, slowly destroying, always toying. All I am is beginning to disintegrate, pulling apart and awakening my heart.This world consumed by the plastic and pointless, bleeding needles to inject the laughter.The faceless scatter, the nameless gather, and the smiles are plastered.Flash.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1593873/ Her figure roams in my brain, a picture of perfection, the possessed pleasure.She is everything to me, this aching affection I cannot measure.The truth hidden behind this lie, blooming beneath the goodbye.An angel among this bitter black I have created in me, for reasons I could not see. I don&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1592880/ My ghost haunts me, it reflects all that could be. Remnants of a wasted life lie beyond the wilting tree.I feel the hatred, it comes in waves of three. I know now but you must disagree.  I’m looking at you through the glass. How much time has passed? I know this cannot last. I’m all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1592078/ There’s something in the way. Underneath all these shades of gray.Where I’m alone and wishing to stay.Thrown away, I’ve become the prey.The tarp is leaking and my needle is speaking.It tears a hole, leaving me pleading. I’ve been seeking, left repeating. I’m at the bott.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1591443/ All we know is all we are.All we want will leave a scar.Fading dolls and dimming stars.Needles seeking and deserts bleeding.Everything is but a blur, no one is sure. Left behind, I was never awake.Entangled in my snakes, drowning in my lake.Beneath it all, flesh breaking, maggots decaying, eyes achi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1589952/ Wish I was anybody else.Hiding behind this mask of self-affliction. I’m addicted to this sickness, another victim of the prescription.Inside this shell, craving the infliction. I keep slipping farther, always a martyr. Another day, another week, another year. Nothing ever changes, drowning in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1589169/ They’re breathing bullets, leaking red. But it’s all in your head. The faces are cracking.The voices are attacking.Cries deafen, begging for a confession. You question, they raise their weapons. Eleven children slowly taken.In this naked nation, always mistaken. Time and time again, blee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1588758/ The animal softly creeps under the light of the blood-soaked crescent.It slaughters the innocent sheep while asking the age old question. Why?  A lurking presence haunts the merciless being, an unnerving feeling, the silent screaming. She whispers, “I’m leaping.” A lifeless bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1578346/ The blade reflects all of my sins. Beneath the rotting skin, lies what could've been.Vermilion seeps through, earning a grin.I pulled the pin long before, I could not ignore.The haunting silence is more than I can bare.The voices echo in my head, you never cared.Falling into the well of despair.In t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1577842/ Inspired by 'The Sound of Silence' by Simon & Garfunkel. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1577703/ We all try to fly with our paper wings.We all fall and feel the sting.Our lives unravel like a string.We don’t know why, we just search for the things that make us high. We deny and we lie but in the end we all comply.We all long for that feeling to not feel at all.Making us into plastic dolls.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1576745/ Hush now child don’t fear us, there’s no need. We’re only here to make you bleed, to make you plead. To make your screams silent. Hush now child the pain you feel will soon end. We blend in, you will not know when we pretend. Do not worry my child, this is for the best. Your death.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1575691/ You’re the heretic, and I’m oh so synthetic. Covered up by all the cosmetics. Injecting myself with the sedative so that they can benefit.I’m diabetic and apathetic, been taking hits of generic. Made of plastic, I’m so posable, so disposable. I’m sociable yet unemotiona.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1574454/ The angel weeps while she falls into a deep sleep.Fading into oblivion, never to awake again. Drained of the things that kept her sane.Restrained by the pain, chained by the cocaine.She’s now confined within the demon’s domain.Filled with shame. Drenched by the pitiful rain.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1572899/ Just a short poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1571230/ He sits alone in his polluted room.                                Lyingin wait until the orchid blooms.     &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1564480/ The cryptic thoughts haunt mydecaying mind. Like ghosts in the mist. I long for the day when I feelsomething besides pain. This life has played with me, I’mjust a puppet at the mercy of my master. They knit their s**t into mypitiful skin, they keep me in my chains. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1563882/ Just a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1550245/ Just a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1549914/ Trumpets beckoning. Drums calling. Go to bed. It’s all in your head. Nothing’s been said. We’re all dead. Where’syour personal Jesus? Beaten by your demon. For all your reasons. Pleasing thelegion. Filled with poison but blessed with dea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1548807/ Just a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1548584/ Just a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Disposable_Teen/1548552/