http://slow.writerscafe.org/Tyra The original writings of author Tyra en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776355477 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I told myself I wouldn't let it get to me but you did this to me. Can't have a conversation without feeling you over my shoulder telling me how much better life would be without me. You hate me, you made me but you didn't raise me. You take my strength without even trying oh God I swear I'm dying. L.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tyra/1744426/ Take the hurt away from my head!!Wakes up* oh, I'm not dead...Lays in bed heart beating so fast I wonder if my heart is still red?With that pain in my chest, wish me the best as I have a mental breakdown in my mind and I'm blind to what I'm doing to everyone around meCan I say I'm sorry to e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tyra/1708989/ The day my life almost endedI was sitting in my room longing for someone to just listen to the cry in my heart, but I was alone and it felt like a stone. Cold and hard and with what choice?My mom was long gone, alone in her own suicide called drugs and I hadn't seen my dad in years.My foster.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tyra/1708886/ Yesterday I saw your soul better than I saw your faceI saw a beautiful spirit and I thought to my self I love you to the moon and back.How old is your soul and how confident is your mind?You are handsome of course, your warm eyes like a summer night so inviting, your hands so soft and sincer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tyra/1708872/ Rebecca was about six years old when she had sensed that she was in fact different than most children her age. She lived with her Grandmother Ann and each night Rebecca would crawl into her grandmother's bed and wake her and explain in a whisper "I saw a little girl grandma, and she wanted me to lis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tyra/1708290/