http://slow.writerscafe.org/cyberbones The original writings of author Sophia Moosmann en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775996404 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The winter has not been kindI’ve got frosty lips and tired eyesHas it really been a year?And where’ve you been?She closes the door and thinks I can’t hearHushed voices and children’s tiptoesHave kept this family together so farBut I am so farShe tells the neighbors I’m .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1700778/ Truth be toldI’m not really sure what is left for me hereCan’t figure out what to do with myselfAnd I know they can tellBy the grim smiles of imitation relationWell, I guess everybody knowsThe thing I tried to manage by myselfEnded up on a shelf of displaysIsn’t it wrong?To give up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1700776/ They say there’s no water left in this cityNever really was much for me anywayDon’t think I’ll find love in a place so coldBut sometimes I just wantI just want someone to holdMe. Down.My mother’s telling stories of when I was youngerWhen I used to run and playIn the garden of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1700773/ My basement is flooded with psychedelic musicSo I float on the sofa surrounded by fumes and smokeI don't really care where you areOr what you're doing with whoever'Cause I'm floating higher and higher in my pretty lace and silkAway from all the world and it's filthGo on and run away from it'Cause I'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1647755/ You of all people should knowThat not every line can become a songAnd not every heart can heal back upAnd people are only peopleAnd we all feel painAnd you can't make someone love youAnd not every story has a happy endingAnd not everyone stays http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1647753/ My parent's argument staggers onto the highwayWhile I'm bleeding out in the back seatAnd I look at them, wonderingIf the blood only rushes out,Why does the heart continue to beat? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1647749/ I wrote this for a friend a while back as a part of a mini-series. I don't write romance but it fits well on her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1550100/ So you blame me for everythingMonths of destruction and carnivorous outburstsSo you mapped out the universeTo the fullest of it’s expansion,Including every day you criedAnd every time you knocked on that lonesome doorTied in each petal on each flower in every gardenLinked in the calculations o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1550065/ I used to hide behind the couches in the entrywayPressing my tiny palms against the wallAnd tucking my knees up to my chestNot because it was a gameBut because I was gladI was small enoughTo fit thereI used to play BarbiesOn the floor in the basementDress them up, and brush their hairWith the small .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cyberbones/1550059/