http://slow.writerscafe.org/AlyssaHoldredge The original writings of author Aly en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776008464 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This isn't me, I'm not like this,I'm useless.I'm weak.This isn't who I am.I belong in a cell.I'm harmful. I'm armed. This can't be what you see.I need another pill.I'm insane.I'm crazy.This isn't what mom wanted.I deserve the pain.I'm an addict.I'm hungry.This is not what dad intended,&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1753075/ Everyone is so afraid of death even though it causes more peace then suffering life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1753073/ The behind the scenes of a girl and her life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1732065/ I'm so sick of people walking around on their phones all the time and then wounder why they missed out on life... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1726482/ I feel empty and so lostI want to lock my self awayIn my head where I will not be disturbed I feel no love towards my familyI want to disappear In my thoughts were I can't be haunted I feel no hate to those aroundI want to hurt them thoughIn jail, yes I know I'll goI feel no .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1723455/ I walk around with a tear in my eye, fear in my heartI walk around feeling lost, feeling bossed aroundI walk around and get pushed in the hall, I go home and ball my feeling outI walk around with my fists clenched, ready to fightI walk around fallowing your rules and regulations, like a cage.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1723452/ A lot of details left out, any questions please ask http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1721238/ I was sitting in class the other day, I was in history if I remember correctly. We learned about different conflicts in our world, what an incredible thing, being able to live through what we do http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1692851/ Your kisses, your lipsI feel it in between my hipsDressed in leather and laceThe red on my faceSkin to skinNo spaceI search for a space to place my armsOur first timeMy eyes roll backAnd I see the vase on my headboard My breath starts to paceAnd I trace your spineBack and for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1691807/ Suffering from eating disorder and/or not enough food in the house http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1691804/ I'm from April rainfrom life of painEverything but saneI'm from lonely nightsFrom bright lightsAnd fist fightsI'm from a life of liesFrom a house full of fruit fliesA family with a big prizeI'm from a busy lifeFrom a dad with a good wifeAlone in the back me and a knife.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1691794/ Dear people of the world, I know you don't know me. you don't know me because I'm the silent kid in the back of class. You don't know me because I'm not here, for I am a gohst. you don't know me because you walk through me like I'm not there. You don't know me because I'm that one kid that walk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1688988/ I've heard it allI've heard the excuses It's too hard I'm not good enoughI've heard the painI've heard the sarrow I can't explain it I won't express itI've heard these thoughtsI've heard these demon's I'm too ugly I'm too grossI've heard thisFor I have felt this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1688973/ He brushes my hair behind my earLike the hairbrush I used todayHis gentle touch across my left cheekLike feathers from a birdThe feel of his soft lips all the way down to my hipsThe feelings I'll never forget His smooth voice through my headLike the violin playing at dinnerHis kiss t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1683009/ It's the way you smiled The way you laughed It's the way you walked The way you talked It's the way you looked at me The way you made me feelAnd I stayed But why?Is it because I tried And I went along with your liesYou say you have nothing to hide But really, I'm not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1682534/ This is about finding peace and freedom from a time of child abuse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlyssaHoldredge/1682111/