http://slow.writerscafe.org/Truly The original writings of author Truly Ross-Wisehart en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006208 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The voice of suicide is strong... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/731945/ Recall the day I gazed upon your faceYou were entranced silent in depth of thoughtSomehow your frown seemed rather out of placeI waited for a smile, it was for naughtRecall the hour I stepped into your lightYou looked at me in utter disbeliefSomehow you thought you would give me a frigh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/731934/ How many times has he walked this pierSat at the edge and ponderedHis inner-most thoughts stream away on his tearsLong is the road he has wanderedHow many times has he searched in vainThat face in still water's reflectionHis inner-most dreams held tightly in chainsCaptive for his own.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/731926/ Through the mourning veil Shadows mill about the room Each at their own pace   Watching as they move Bearing witness to their pain Reaching for solace   Thoughts becoming words Softly spilling from their lips Stale utterances   Crying, wounded souls Left behi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/731572/ For all the stories, tales, and legends that exist, not a single one of them paints a true picture of a Muse. Most people can recount the tale of the Sirens, jealous of their much more beautiful counter parts, challenging the Muses to a contest. They would sing for the favor of Zeus. Countin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/635477/ Written for a writing challenge based on the song below. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/632726/ Written for a writing challenge based on the song below. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/632716/ Moon's glow casting eerilyShadows weaving verilyTears reflectingHeart detectingGently, breeze sweeps drearilyNight sounds creeping into playDrowning the last of the dayTears are flowingHeart unknowingGently, hope is swept awaySilently beneath a treePondering broken dream's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/632579/ From the window (her tiny window) She barely has a view Way up high inside the tower Locked away and left to cower Hidden from the life that she once knew From the window (her tiny window) She sees the leaves blow by With graceful lilt they swirl and dance Would that she be given the chance Like the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/632031/ Teetering on a wire high above the icy ground I struggle to find my balanceWinds whip past, catching me off guard I struggle to keep my balanceLeaning left, pulled right, clawing, I struggle to hold my balanceWicked fury at work, wrath envelopes a fractured mindAcidic tears burning as they fall away.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Truly/631678/