http://slow.writerscafe.org/Atosa The original writings of author Atosa en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011782 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s dark. The room that is. If you can call it a room. I call it a concrete box, so small you can barely stretch your arms out. And then the walls start moving, closing in. And you see them getting closer and you feel them pressing against you. One wall is pressing against your chest and the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/792459/ My dear, when the end of the day has come to my doorwhen we all lie under the tranquility of the nightI will escape to the place where we once sat and upon reaching that shore I will let out a cryMy cry will be carried with the windtill it reaches the land that you hold and the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/779324/ This is meant to be read exactly as it's written. Some words are emphasized, some are screamed out loud. Inspired by the style of Sarah Kane and her amazing monologues. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/704209/                                     It’s indeed a funny institution                    people crammed into this building called school .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/698544/ From where you standand the blinking red lightwith the gun in your handit's a long way backwet palms and cheeksyour pulse the only beatscreams are blocked outit's a long way backadrenaline pumping in your veins it's not good it's not okayit's too little it's too lateit's the beginningit's the e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/696411/ More than you can give - I wantnonexistent and unconditional love - I crave - day and night I daydream of you -and long for the day when someone needs meI've been told I fly too high - but the view is toobeautiful for me to come down - I jump around onhollow clouds - always .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/685292/ I already know how it's going to be. I'll wake up one day with the sun shining down on me and I'll think that it's going to be a good day but it won't and I'll get out of bed and call you and you'll be a little weird and I'll think that I should cheer you up so I'll bake you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/683969/ The difficulty of letting go of a person, and that person never knowing http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/679928/ Darkness and a beam of light Falling over me where I sitIn the midst of jackets and bootsWith fur coats hanging above meMy hand distantly strokingThe fur that I’m sitting onListening to the outside voicesThe faint murmur of the adult worldA bottle against the tableThe sq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/677705/ Oh, sweet childhood memory of mineEndless sunshine and peals of laughterI held you in my hand like a childHolds a newly hatched chickCherished you like the air I breatheHeld you close when in needNow the old photo album is foundAfter years the truth came outOh, sweet childhoo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/672797/ Empty handed I standOn the cold cobbled streetCruel drops burning my skinMemories of a dark salty seaDesperately holding onTo the image of your faceKnowing that half of meIs in the cab driving awayOne day you’ll take your last breathWithout me by your sideAnd I will nev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/672241/ With porcelain fists you hitThe solid iron doorWith a broken hand you turnHunched back and spirit lowPieces of porcelain Lying on the muddy groundThe gentle breeze swiping byLifting the pieces to the sky http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/671547/ For the first time in my lifeI didn’t rush into thingsI took it easyI saw you as a friendFor the first time in my life I opened upI told you my secretsI listened to yoursI observed and took one step backFor the first time in my life I felt a real connectionI didn’t fall in love quicklyI .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/671035/ The english translation: Our voices echo in the hallwayEveryone else have already gone homeBut we sit here with an unspoken fearThat if we take one step too farWe won't ever find our way back homeYou sit next to meSlowly noddingBut I know that you're not really hereI keep on talking cause silen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/671000/ You try to preachwith your words of wisdomYou try to make me seehow life should beYou want me to see the truthhelp me find my way in lifeYour words make sensebut there is something you don't seeWhat you tell me is your truthit's your path in lifeWhat you want me to find is your religionyour ans.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/670449/ The red flashing lightwhich was the epitomeof my existencehas now changed colourand is nowhereto be foundwalking onunsteady legsreaching the goldengatelying downandneverwaking upagain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/670433/ I hate myself sometimes and you're the reason whyI hate that I walk around dreaming of youyou're everywhere in my mindI am a sober personbut you make my mind spinAnd when the words come gushing outI feel anxiety swiping byThere is something about you I can't explainI've never seen it beforeYour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/670355/ Is this a dream?Is it reality?An IllusionA vivid picture created by meMaybe just a pure realityOf the life we want to liveDullness and LightPureness and DesireRed and GrayMe and You http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/670349/ I screamYou refuse to listenI run awayThe pain is growing too strongIt bursts out like a bubble between usIt kills and eats of our souls(I run)The bubble stretches out behind meIt colors the path that I chooseIt gets closer when I try to go forwardIt twistsAnd it bendsAnd it turnsIt's hereStanding b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/670346/ You screamI screamWe both screamWords fly into the airHatePainLoveIt's a sticky messA heavy messFalling downDragging us down http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Atosa/670341/