http://slow.writerscafe.org/AliceNaomi The original writings of author Alice en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776070402 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 do you ever feel like you are just a boat, bringing people across the river, but they never show profound appreciation for a distance so long because they could get a million other you's, because you are just one boat in a million others, because they don't care to notice the special etches and notc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2104522/ You're so confusing I don't wanna writeYou're so confusing I don't know which which ways rightYou're so confusing I wanna pick a fightgot my blood boiling even though I'm high as a kite You're all I think about day and night and I hate itWish you could reciprocate it even though I know I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2084869/ I spoil him and spoil him and spoiled himBut I always get made the bad guy.Maybe I am the bad guy, the bad guy never thinks they are bad right? They always think they are doing the right thingBut do bad guys usually hate themselves?Do bad guys cry when they get made out to be the bad guy?D.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2064633/ There's no blue like the baby blue i see in your eyestheres no heart more made of gold then the one i get the pleasure of melting everydayI'm rich in your love and it haunts me, the kind of haunting i never want to go away, the kind of tomorrow i want to be like yesterday.the hand i never got to tou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2045981/ redmarks cover my wrist where your hands use to bethe sparkle left my eye so abruptly.. much like youbut the pain in my heart, that stays forever.. its the one thing that stays foreveraching like the trees in a thunderstorm, drowning all flowers in its stream of water, what once helped, becomes they.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2045972/ how am i suppose to breath when you are always suffocating mein my throat trying to gurgle down this lumpthat never ceases to amaze methat always leaches from insane thingsthats always blasphemous of my landingsi just wanna breath clearly, away from all these intoxicating feelingsthat you've pushed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2045969/ blood, gore, spread around my house like decorsilence, screams, covering my ears to get some peaceflash backs, memories, all these things i cant unseea long flow of crimson color, calling out and spelling anotherno mercy, no mercy.. I slowly repeatanger building up, vengeance is all i seek"scream al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2040864/ I sit here in this dark cave, so sure that I wish to escapeBut sitting here with thoughts that race,I begin to evade the clouds dancing in my way.So I sit in the far corner,leaned against the smallest borderMy head filled with such immense horrors.The darkness too thick to see anything but a lit can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/2040786/ Inspiration credit goes to ellen hopkins. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1921170/ There are fish all around meYet I see only oneThere's an angel here beside meWho claims to be in loveYeah he knows what I'm thinkingWhich can't be very good..I hope he doesn't deceive meFor he is my captain robin hood http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1905058/ They say write from the heart..But my heart feels emptyWhat am I supposed to write a world full of nothing? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1903943/ Green trees, falling leafsSmelling in the fragrant breeze As I daze out and start to think my existence begins to sinkIs this reality or imaginary?Cuz life is simply infatuating And I'm not exaggerating this is my life we're saving Cuz it seems like every time I try to hold on tighte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1893734/ If Life is a cycle, why are we in denialIf Life is a circle why are we all rehearsal So if life was a knife would you be the fight?If life was a dark night, would we become the light?Or the monsters that would burn that bright light into a frightening sight?Dont be straight lines in this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1855421/ Talk about you're feelings, talk about you're worriesTalk about these things that aren't even lurkingTalk about my demons, Talk about my wrongs Talk about these things and don't dare move alongHold on to all this regret, hold on to you're very own neckWaste away you're ungrateful days .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1855415/ just a little diddle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1855385/ in the dim light on a horrible evening with the wife,we set out to take what is mine.although i can't see, although i can't breath i can scarcely hear the beating of my very own leavealthough my body moves as another, i know there's no other place for my brotheralthough i hate to see her hurt,&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1855382/ Just some stuff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1855379/ you shine so brightlighting up my lifei don't ask for much,just a little touchguide my waylight my dayjust make sure that i'm okay.give me the strengthto move ongive me the pathto stride onall i want is someone to rely on,will you be that, diamond? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1839363/ with this candle i lit for youi hope you shine the light throughwith this flame i produced i hope my heart stays truewith lots of love,i'll be back soon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1839359/ When a girl notices her surroundings, she finds it alot more beautiful then she realized. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827474/ she found shelter in an old abandoned hay storage building.before entering she told the boy to stay put outside the door, and that when she told him it was clear that he could come in. when she entered she looked around the room, noticing a wagon that could - in no way - be restored. she also notice.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827435/ about a girl getting haunted wanted her love to save her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827414/ over the years Karaline began to developed the nickname 'Chaos Karaline" by the very few who saw her and lived to see the light of day. no body was entirely sure if she was insane, a normal seventeen year old girl who lost her parents and spiraled into depression, or the find like between them.Alice.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827362/ A monster one the other side, or perhaps his helpful guide? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827318/ it began before i knew it, before WE knew it.humanity was sold and discarded like tin cans.this is an era where dryads, folklore, jinni's, faeries, and others alike roam the world as if they were its creators, while humanity is left in the in the hot fiery desert they once called home to be eaten, a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827173/ after alice becomes queen of wonderland, the world seems to reject her. turning into a pile of fiery deserts far as the eye can see with gruesome, demoniacal creatures called nakts http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827170/ when his lover suicides, he decides to do the same days later. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827153/ inspired by my first idea "you are the weakness in my wings when i take flight, you are the voices saying goodnight, you are everything that is clouding my mind" talking about depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AliceNaomi/1827140/