http://slow.writerscafe.org/Bellarose279 The original writings of author Koda en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775965294 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If you could see through my eyes and feel what I feel, I would show you everything.You touched me with such care like I was fragile and could shatter in your hands at any moment. Your hands were so soft and gentle it sent shivers down my spine that I tried my best to contain but couldn't. In just a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2839842/ Failure…..is like forgetting sometimes….and well forgetting is almost like to of pretended or convinced like it never happened.  And forgetting things is human nature, which means forgetting horrible things isn’t a bad thing so maybe failure isn’t either. Just mea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2773021/ I believe if I try hard enough in one way or another I’ll succeed. I believe that no matter how many times someone hurts me, there will be someone who will show me what love is. I believe that optimism as bad as it is sometimes, is the best solution to get through hard times even if it crushes.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2773020/ There is this man in my life who I don't know very well. He's done a lot of wrong, but he's done some right. How do I talk to someone who doesn't know me. This man once cared about everything I did. Now I barely see or talk to him. This man use to be my security blanket and favourite person what hap.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2773018/ This Is Me.....I like taking pictures but only of animals, nature and objects.I enjoy drawing but only of animals, nature and landscapes.I like crocheting and sewing but my hand gets tired easily.I have always wanted to learn how to play the piano, violin and acoustic guitar I love how they sound.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2773017/ Sometimes I feel like I have this misunderstanding. We always hear people say this or that person is depressed or has anxiety. who cuts or hurts themselves in some way, but for some reason we all seem to think that for everyone those words have the same meaning that those feelings are mutual. H.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2773016/ Before you tucked me in we kneeled We prayed to something I couldn't see.I asked you to tell me a story, Which was usually something that rhymed.I wanted a hug, you kissed me goodnight.but once the door closes I got scared.My greatest fear was the dark.And you took the light with you.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2773014/ Listen....what do you hear? Do you feel it? Do you hear the wind bristling, and the floorboards creaking. Do you hear the panting and the harsh deep breathing.Do you hear them?Do you feel the cold wind make your skin hairs prick and stand on end?Do you feel the breath on your neck .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2103220/ To say "yes", is a struggle. You wouldn't believe me if I told you though. Sure I will say, "fine, okay and sure." But none of those are a "yes". Can you remember the last time I said "yes" to you? Probably not.To say "yes", means you have complete confidence in what you're about to do or are ag.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2050276/ These Things that we support most wellHave nothing to do with up,And we do with themOut of boredom or fear or moneyOr cracked intelligence;Our circle and our candle of lightBeing small,So small we cannot bear it,We heave out with ideaAnd lose the center:All wax without the wick,And we see names that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017731/ The steady night breeze, It's a little coldMy breath makes a cloud..no one can knowMy hand shakes from a sinful nightThe tear stain ground was my first mistake. Young that is what I am,Barely in my 20s and I have caused so much painNo one must knowWe believe in secrets and solitudeNever to be sought.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017704/ One goes in straightforward ways, One in a circle roams;Waits for a girl of his gone days, Or for returning home.But I do go...and woe is there...By a way nor straight, nor broad,But never into and nowhere, Like trains....off the railroad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017653/ My breast grew helplessly cold,But my steps were light.I pulled the glove from my left handMistakenly onto my right. It seemed there was so many steps,But I knew there was only three!Admist the maples an autumn whisperPleaded: 'Die with me! I'm led astray by evilFate, so black .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017643/ The two of us won't share a glass togetherBe it of water or of sweet wine;We won't be kissing, in the morning eitherNor, late at night, enjoy an evening shine...You breathe the sun, I breathe the moon; howeverWe are united by one love forever.I always have with me my true soul mate, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017639/ Black and enduring separationI share equally with you.Why weep? Give me your hand, Promise me you will come again. You and I are like highMountains and we can't move closer. Just send me wordAt midnight sometime through the stars. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017633/ Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's sizeBut when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips,The stride of my step,The curl of my lips.I'm a womenPhenomenally.Phenomenal women, That's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2017416/ We are not perfect, we are human. Society says act your age. But how can we? When we turn a new number, we are expected to act a certain way. But we never know how that is, we try. We try really hard to be perfect, to fit inside societies cookie cutter. But we're squares trying to circles, it just d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2016456/ I'm that girl....I'm that girl who can make any boy fall in love with her.I'm that girl that the girls are jealous of, and want to look like.I'm that girl who's adventurous, determined and a complete people person.The girl everyone loves and hates at the same time. But at the same time I'm that girl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/2016425/ When someone tells you you’re worthless do you believe them?It would be easy to shrug it off and brush it away if that was the only timethey said it, just that once. Now what if they told you that multiple times aday it would be a little bit harder to ignore wouldn’t it? But what i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1972146/ Sometimes I never left the pastAnd in order to be strong I had to think about the futureBut my silence was betterThan the bullshit I had to deal withOff in another world My own personal realityEveryone else called itThe catalyst of my anxiety I am an open bookTo any stranger that appr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1888159/ Trying I thought Turned into nightmaresTurning trees Winding pathsDarkness, what did I expect All the same nothing new Tears formed riversAnd rivers drowned the new Can't hide from shadowsThey're all around youI try to think and liveWalk the path less takenBut nothing's diff.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1888142/ They say I was blindFor I could not seeBut through misty eyesI saw more than they believedColours, there was no such thingBut among the shape I already knew what it wasI saw the outline it looked still and frozenPeaceful, but it's face unearthlyThrough time and despair I waited for it to moveBut as .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887835/ These tears are wetAs they roll downMy wings are brokenTherefore I cannot fly When my dreams are morbid I guess it makes me no betterThen a broken angelThe breezy wind I flap my wingsPain rips through my bodyMy ears ring No more dreamsJust nightmaresNo more laughsOn;y sadnessWher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887830/ The livid days of yesterdayShow through todayHe watches the wallNot saying a thingHe lives aroundNever leaving your sideI can't always see himHe's dark and never endingShows up nowhereBut is everywhereHe is your worst nightmareAnd your best friendGrowing up with him We die by his side Have.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887827/ Through your eyesI see painThrough my eyes I see a broken bodyThrough your eyesI feel like I have nothing to gainBuried within yourselfI tried to break your wallsYou're huddled in the corner of a roomMirrors shatteredThey are her stepping stonesFalling farI have no gripShe won't cryShe won't sc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887826/ I listened through closed doorsI waitedI saw through the clear windowsI turned awayI know things I shouldn't I hid my face in my kneesI cried and no one knew whytried Days and years went byMy nights got longerMy sleep got shorterAnd still I cried only one person knew whyThrough pain I feel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887824/ Anger, tearsNothing seems rightFear and terrorI wish it was all just a lullabyHidden, scared There is nowhere to hideDarkness and liesIsn't it bout time I dieWords and feelingsThey take controlNothing is fairBut this is realityThe depression and anxiety Takes more faith and energy Too.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887818/ I look through my lensesAdjust them so they're betterTurn colour into shadeSometimes it's better that wayIt's focused to notA hit of a buttonIt's done To develop such a pretty picture A dark room, some red light Let it sit, till it shows through Let it hang to dryTake it down whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Bellarose279/1887797/