http://slow.writerscafe.org/annemariewysong The original writings of author Anne Wysong en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013144 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'm seriously so tired of being told what to do and he can do whatever he wants. He just literally does whatever he wants and I'm so sick of acting like I''m okay when I'm not. No one thinks about me. No one thinks about my feelings or how I feel when they do whatever they want to do. I don't want t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/1096402/ She always knew she was in a dream; mostly because she'd had the same dream her whole life. Their wings were always on fire, and the tips were stained with blood. They seemed almost alluring to her, and she had never ventured near them in fear that they would use their razor sharp tips on her throat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/1049472/ Black and white dreams are casting shadows on your face,And my mind is going blank, while this life goes to waste.The souls of the people are always lost through the struggle,Always looking for the light at the end of the tunnel. And I'm not sure where to run, or where your hiding you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/966306/ 1Just keep walking, she told herself. Don't look at the floor. There's blood everywhere. There's bodies everywhere. You can't afford to lose everything over fear. She needs you. She can't survive without you. Keep. Walking.She turns to her left, but one is walking her way. It's eyes are slow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/957128/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/957117/ I don't feel emotion in the black of this room,Just as the moment came, it passed, way too soon.Why is my mind controlled by words from a life away,If no one writing it ever wanted to stay?Made up memories rushing through my brain,Every breath, every touch is driving me insane.Every thought, every m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/894403/ Je ne toujours pas serai ici.by Anne Marie Wysong on Friday, June 24, 2011 at 3:05pm Feelings run deep in this head,Thoughts slowly creep out of nowhere.Why am I alone in this bed,When he's spending all his time with her?Trying to keep his memory good,But there's so much running.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/757910/ I don't want to know youI don't want to see your faceI don't want to hear your voiceOr know that you love me. I don't want to touch your skinI don't want to watch your smileI don't want to be held by youOr feel your hand in mine. I don't want to see hear you laughI don't want to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/670609/ My version of a sweet, but stupid country song. ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/669613/ About an abuse relationship. Not just romantic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/669507/ Spirits. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/669487/ The reality of a soldier's life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/669486/ Chapter One.My life hasn’t been the greatest. I’ve had many ups, but more downs. I guess you could judge yourself that way as well. To me though; I believe that the human mind likes to think of the bad things more than the good. In this story, I can easily put things that have made my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/669479/ The first chapter! :] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/annemariewysong/669477/