http://slow.writerscafe.org/callmenothing The original writings of author callmenothing en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776037699 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 rooted and weeded groundstall trees tower over megreen moss spread out like a welcome matdirt clumped under my bare feetlooking down i see your foot printssmiling i know im going the right wayi touch the rocks you might have touchedmy bare feet sink into the cold riverfresh water run.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/732859/ there you are cold and bleedingthe only light is the glow from the moonthe shine shows the pool of reda slow stream from your backonto the flooryour skin pale as can beclosed eyes try hard to stand before meyour breathing is slow and unsteadyyet you to me again in your hands you ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727997/ they hide in the darken roomswith cold eyeswaiting for who knows whatslipping by like flyswe only hear them when they are closewe grow and they are therewe see them and they see usas we grow the love for them grows tono one thinks they are herebut we knowwe have played with them .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727991/ tell me what you seefor i know and want you to tell meyou look as if you never thought i wouldyou look at me to ask questionsbut they dont pass your lips tell me how you feelfor i know how i feel but want to know how you feelthe question past your lips"Why do you do it?"i sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727987/ looking down i see hands one is mine the other yours we hold tight to show the love we haveand in this dream, i hope no to wake that you can stay in our wonderland each day more love grows that in this dream i see your face a face i can not forget your name called out it sounds s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727856/ she remembersremembers the stranger that lived with themremembers saying 'i love you' because mommy said toshe remembers learning to ride a bike herselfas he slept insideshe has a picture of them in the hospitle roomthe night she was bornlooking closely he's not smileing seaching mor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727853/ with a final whipshe lay stilllike dieing weeds bend there bodyrain surges down with a was songbroken crys lost to the night howolling winds blast into she with words unspoken they want her downrain turns to bulletswind cuts as knivesbleeding pale as the moon show as her up turne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727851/ in the morn, i think of yousun shines low in the roomand i wish for i can wake,not to see the smileing sunbut to wake with youto see your closed eyes next to me,your hair smoothedon the pillowcould i choose to wake a different way?i would still choose youfor to see your sleeping .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727849/ here i stand to the side with out all the eyes her hair all curled and dark as she to the trees one leg crossed the other and there where she has my boots walking to the side i want to see her eyeto hold a scream she has my eyes my mouth placed at her lips her face no stranger,but not her own for i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727847/ silenty, he does not knowhis action made her cryin the dark all alone, she thinks of himhe doesnt know she crushed her dreams,said goodbye, or she had notbut he cant see her, no one havethe girl that speaks no wordsshe walks with no beat, for her heart has diedyou took to much when y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727236/ lay me down before you leaveas the day turnshold me as i die insidewhite doves fly above,as red rain crys downand the ground holds all insidedont say a word, as a high screams let outrun now as the walls come crawling inlay me down before you leaveturn away, dont look backlet m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727234/ in the slumber that she sleepsher head rest opon her armin her dreams there are places there are things never seenbut when she wakes she see's with eyes only ment for nowshe closes her eues only to run into her sleepshe see's the wonder's of her own worlda world never seen by otherst.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727232/ stop my love, and close your eyeshold your hands to mineand we will be togetherwithout questions askedas the sun goes downand light is not longer neededcause our love will lighten even the darker placesand we can be together at lastthat love can fix even the hardest thingits only.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727229/ broken in two, shatteredthere is nothing now that mattersyou didnt even say goodbyeas you walked right out of my lifeyou lied about the three little wordsholding a mask, i didnt want to see the real youyour act i liked, but your all a lieyou only came to say goodbye,and take what i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727223/ SHE IS DIED there she lay, in a pool of blood wings white as light cut away from her body specks of blood and dirt run along the wings her unmoving body limp and coldknife as long as her forarm lay limp in her hand her eyes are closed but i know i would fined her brown eyes dead .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/callmenothing/727219/