http://slow.writerscafe.org/DearSweetAgony The original writings of author DearSweetAgony en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776003383 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Staring at the endless blue, I listen to its moansSilently, listening, to its sighs and swaysSo quietly, listening to its rhythmic prose&nbsp;And although I try to search my tongueto explain this copious amount of beautyI stand dumbfounded, as nothing but silence escapes my lungsAnd my admiration fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/992041/ Tears run down her face,And they kiss the curves of her lipsGiving her the burdened tasteOf sorrow at its most hideous stateStaring off, so far awayShe glances and then turns swiftly&nbsp;Before she can catch a glimpse of the reflective grey;She keeps pretending its a blind mirrorShe is an artisan; .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/991521/ &nbsp;As the wind screams inveigling murmurs to the swaying trees,And the angry sky of blue and black birth forward a translucent eye of fury.&nbsp;The concurrent powers of wind and force strip the boughs of their leaves.While this home of familiar faces is gradually being buried.Falling trees and d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/864087/ In changing date and time you'll lose my facein the crepuscular depths of your failing recollections.As my life is scattered by the winds frigid embrace&nbsp;My memory becomes a translucent breeze, to blow away the burdenof you forgetting my name. But now it makes no difference,I'm gone from your po.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/831405/ Oh, cynical StarYou wink my at my stated desires;But have yet to make me successful, when it comes to my endeavors.Dear hysterical Little light,Is my humiliation a show for you?Am I just a waggish, silly, wishing foolHopelessly wishing my wishes on you,&nbsp;for none of my wishes to ever come true?A.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/823293/ &nbsp;I wear my sickly heart on my feeble wrists;&nbsp;tattered and bloody, I bless this curse with a blades kiss.It feels as good as a tigers sharp bite,And stains the blade like a high red kiteMight stain the blue sky.But that poor kite is afraid of hights!And the string is rapidly fraying!As the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/819528/ Dying leaves bend to the will of the wind from the new seasonAnd fall silently onto the ground, making a goldenbundle of etiolated carcasses also known as a childs playpen.As the leaves fall, the trees are left bare and tarnished,The desolate boughs breathe in deaths hushedwhispers, carried through .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/818704/ Discordant sounds of my rapid violin playThe mad songs for a demented listener.Corrupt thoughts invade my sanity as the strings fray,This bliss madness sets my heart on euphoria and lands on pure splendor.Thoughts of bloody murder spill from my imaginationConducting a bloody piece, with a slight cha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/814013/ I am the tree that has fallen,&nbsp;&nbsp;my broken boughs land within the cadence of the rumbling machines.Although my limbs have all rotten,I have survived the many plights I have seen.Though my fellow trees have died;They are now amoungst the stars I used to know as neighbors.The memories of my c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/813798/ My abjuring endeavors float carelessly in the chilling winter breeze; my desolate dreams don't stand a chance against the freezing wind.I've always lived in the cracks of the cold gutters, I fear the worlds movment, I'll never dare try to ascend.The world is a scary place, filled with: crooks, monst.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/810013/ Midnights everlasting determination to turn my greatest fears into my ultimate fearsIn one nights wake, my face will be flooded with infernal tearsThe sting of chilly winds, freezes the down pour flowing from my blood shot eyes&nbsp;&nbsp;Blood accompanies my sharp icy tears, Oh lord! how I wish for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/808597/ We were sentenced to death, watched by our enemies, we were to be hung before the skyAn executioner's bliss; to have the honor of dropping humans beings from up that highOur necks weren't prepared for such a plight, secured tightly to the ropes and gallowsOur deaths were scheduled for the darkest of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/808591/ God has deserted me, he has left my existence in the silhouette of the shadows&nbsp;(The darkest crevices of his mind)The angels fly to the Golden Gates, with their backs turned on an old friend, an old angel.(The lives that they once had no longer matter, and neither do the people)I watch them fly,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/781861/ Ants go marching in, their tortured souls follow each others trail.Who can pretend like they are alive in the closing&nbsp;walls of hell?Nothing good&nbsp;grows only evil intentions survive.But how can gold grow in a boiling pot full of dead eyes?Depressing&nbsp;sights of the poor will eventually di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/772689/ A token of gratitude to the heros that&nbsp;watched the fire blaze through the cityThe blood stained their hands &nbsp;and the fury in their eyes burned endlesslyThey heard the screams of the helpless from the edge of the cliffThey saw the death and painful faces of the ones they couldn't saveThey s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/772376/ I have forgotten what its like to breatheMy eyes are filled with the tears I've never criedand my mouth is full with the words I've never saidMy brain lives but my body and my soul are deadLife carries on for others, I see them from the outside looking inI once knew what they have, but I let it go&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/771408/ I've made my bed of knives and needlesnow I have to lay in it.My blood runs cold&nbsp;onto the ground,I look into the sky,And tell god to go f**k himself. I still breathe.&nbsp;I found a skeleton in my closet,The flesh has not completely decayed.The&nbsp;destorted face of the skeleton is familiar..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/762591/ Little shards of sharp diamond fell from the cloudsThe wind accompanied the downfall sending little knives through the airGod roared his declaration of havok upon the small city The lighting lashed upon the unlucky ones Debris flew for miles and miles Broken debris and broken bodies .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/760346/ 7 days a week and&nbsp;all days to think...Even the days that were off he still had&nbsp;many thoughts.Just thinking.... Just reasoning&nbsp;....Just contemplating....All thoughts no voices, why, that could drive a man insane.But it seems as if everythings okay in Mr. Dumpty's brain.On.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/760225/ Rain, rain come and staysubside the flood for when I wake.&nbsp;Trees, trees cover me comfort me until I leave.&nbsp;Lullaby, lullaby&nbsp;sing softlyuntil the bough breaks I will remain asleep.&nbsp;Flood, flood down beneathembrace me until I cease to breath.&nbsp;Light, lig.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/760194/ I wallow in the s**t with the pigs and wake up with E. coli.I don't think that I'm a pig....I try to tell myself that.( what am I?)Perhaps, I am a being with no true calling, shape or form.&nbsp;If I looks like a duck....&nbsp;Like the trees I bend to the will of the wind...Like the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/759249/ Anger?..whats the point?I can't unleash such a beast&nbsp;for two reasons1: I would fall off of my high white horse and possibly break my neck.2: I can't let them see me down, I can't turn down the light.The life of the sun, some would think that this life is perfect.But to be truthful, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/757861/ I'm falling off of a cliff,into a river of lost emotions.I try to stop the rush of fallingbut gravity defies me....Those emotions,These emotions,The white powder hits my nostrils,I try not to breathebut my nose defies me...I feel no emotions. Not those emotions,Not these emotions,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/730883/ Hello little girl I remember you,And once upon a time you knew me too.I remember your face,I remember your smile,I remember everything you thought,I remember all of your feelings.And I remember how much you are utterly nothing.You're so stupid, you're so sadYou're so clueless, you're.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/729720/ Inside of the beast harbours a human.If you would just ignore his rash actions,you can actually see him.Living potentional shining through,he is just broken and confused.Lost in a world made by rejection.Filled with hate and self neglection.What path did he take to end up in this cell?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/729714/ Living this broken life,with such a heavy load.Sometimes I want to give up.Sometimes I want to let go.Tortured by my failures,Dying by my very soul.It is the fault of the thing,who won't leave me alone.&#12288;As I breathe in the faint smell of blood,fresh from my wrists.I tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/719381/ There is nothing left of me.Cut me open so I can bleed.Surrounded by your mindless greed.May my broken soul rest in peace.&nbsp;These are the thoughts of a corrupted mind.These are the beats of a battered heart.These are the fears of an over emotional soul.Hold me over the edge a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/707640/ The beautiful rain,falls hard tonight.A reminder to forget sucha terrible life.&nbsp;I wish for permanent dormancy,My never ending comatose.My never ending torpidity.My never ending end.&nbsp;The&nbsp;rain seeps through mysoul.Erasing my&nbsp;scars,Washing mystains and&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/706727/ I am the monster in your head.I control all feeling,I control all pain.&nbsp;I am the monster you see&nbsp;from the cornerof your eye.I am everywhere but nowhere.I haunt you from afar.I haunt you in the shadows.&nbsp;I am the face you see in the back of yourmind.I am the stri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/705525/ Four walls.And nothing but&nbsp;my thoughts.&nbsp;Darkness engulfs every corner.My mind is on the brink ofdestruction.these malicious walls were man made to drive anyone with human&nbsp;feelings to theedge of despair.&nbsp;I dream and pray for death.But every second that I breathe,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/705496/ Ignite a pain driven within me,&nbsp;To light a hellfire that burns so fiercely.The fire in my&nbsp;eyes will never die out.An arsonist dream,a burning hatred.&nbsp;&nbsp;In the darkess corners of my mind,A dark fire lingers.Watching,waiting,patiently,a dying&nbsp;hellfire come.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/705079/ &nbsp;Love is overated,&nbsp;Crys are silenced,&nbsp;Laughter is forced,&nbsp;And tears are quiet.&nbsp;There is no happiness here,&nbsp;There is no happiness anywhere.&nbsp;Theres a tear on every childs face.&nbsp;The grass is never greener on the other side,&nbsp;.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/704632/ <<CAUTION ALERT>> THIS POEM IS NOT FOR THE NARROW MINDED http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DearSweetAgony/704047/