http://slow.writerscafe.org/_adta The original writings of author TragicEndings en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776030763 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What do you dream of?I dream of a world without sorrow.I see a world without pain and loneliness.In my dreams I can’t picture the world I really live in where I only know despair.In my dreams I see an ever lasting path to happiness and I never want to wake up.In my dreams everyone is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2029078/ I’m searching for a place to call home,Lately all I do is wander.I walk the streets with my head down,I don’t want my face to be seen.I can’t ask for help...it’s not something I do.I’m trying to stay alive but I don’t feel like I’m really trying... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2024274/ Burn me down to ashes, And get rid of all my heart ache. Pour my stained blood into a cup And let the devil drink my last ounces of hope. Prepare a ritual for me to meet my savior, It’s about time we meet and right now that’s all I need. I wished for a happy ending and he gav.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2023881/ What is happiness?Is it the feeling you get when you eat icecream?Is happiness when you see your mother?Is happiness when your other half smiles at you?Is happiness when it rains and flowers bloom?Is happiness when the sun is rising and the birds are singing?Is happiness when you start a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2019258/ There is sand between my toes,And my skin being kissed by the sun.There is wing blowing my hair in theDirection it’s roaring,And water rising up my legs.I’m walking towards the water,And I don’t want to look back.I’m breathing in the clean air,And exhaling all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2017918/ These Feelings I Cant Explain,My Head Is Under Water.Can You Overdose On Depression?Can You Really Die In Your Dreams?I Can’t Sleep Due To The Fear Of My Demons Eating Me Alive....I Can’t Rest Knowing All I Do Is Lie.Go Ahead Ask Me What’s Wrong,But Anything You Sug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2016216/ I’m no superhero but I want to save you.I see your pain and I feel it when I hold you.You’re a lost soul...searching for comfort and I want you to know I’m here with open arms.Whenever you’re with me I’ll make sure you’re far from harm.I see your frustrati.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2013155/ I'm done,Done trying.I'm tired,Tired of trying.I’m done,Done crying.I’m tired,Tired of caring.I’m done,Done hurting.I’m tired,Tired of losing.I’m done,Done chasing.I’m tired,Tired of everything.I’m done,I’m done and nu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2012126/ This was a piece originally written in spanish but I did my best to translate it, at the bottom is the original piece :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2011350/ Everyone has enemies,while some have many I only have one.Shes a real b***h.She talks me into doing wrongwhen I only want to do right.She whispers in my ear how worthless I am.She tells me I’ll never have a happy future.She tells me no one will ever love me.She plays games with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2011326/ There is so much beauty in the smallest things we pay no mind to like a butterfly.Just like them we go through multiplestages, we go from vulnerable and weak to strong and beautiful.We always move through several cycles to find ourselves and our true purpose.Sometimes we are discouraged and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2010864/ Rain rain go away,that’s not something I would say.Rain rain make my day,all I ask is that you stay.Rain rain wash away my tears,cleanse my soul and take away the bad years.Rain rain sing a song,pour on me all night long.Rain rain cause a storm,show me caos in all forms.Rai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2010279/ A love song isn’t a love song without you.If you’re feeling lonely call me because im lonely too.Sunsets aren’t sunsets if I’m not in your arms.Tell me what makes you happy because I don’t want to do you harm.Rainy days aren’t rainy days if I’m not c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2008841/ Do you ever wish life came with instructions?What if we knew our purpose the mintue we’re born?If I had instructions I would never have made so many mistakes.I would work on what I was meant to do,instead of living day by day while feeling lost too.I need instructions on how to put m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2008235/ I miss your huggs,and I miss your touch.I’m laying here wonderingwhy you don’t want me over as much.I miss your laugh,and I miss your smile.I’m giving you time...it’s been like this for a while.I miss your daily texts,And I miss your late night calls.I&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2008038/ This one is for my mother... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007619/ Scissors, Knife, Or Razer Blade...Which one will help me today?I Was 11 years old when this habit all started.I can’t explain the rush.. the feeling I get,the excitement I feel when i draw blood.Years go by and I still can’t stop,my solution to everything is always CUT.Ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007617/ We’re two people destined to meet.At the moment my heart belonged to someone else, and your heart belonged to her.When we spoke we automatically clicked,physical attraction and emotional too.You trusted me enough to cry on my shoulder when she hurt you, and i did the same. You are such.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007501/ *A Page In Abby’s Journal*“ I Envy The Dead..” - Jhene AikoWhy am I alive?I want to be part of the dead.I have no where to go.Theres nothing in my head.Why does everyone say no?Don’t save me dont stop me.5 Pills 6 Pills how many will it take?Why are we taugh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007432/ Devil’s hour, Devil’s hour...3AM feels like EVERY hour.Can’t sleep can’t speak,Can’t see can’t eat.Devil’s hour..oh my favorite hour!The demons are out to play,more like here to take me I should say.I’m not scared anymore, for I am always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007302/ One Mistake, Two Mistakes...How Many Will It Take?Three Mistakes, Four Mistakes...Have You Had Enough For Goodness Sake?STOP! Help Yourself. Stop Helping Others!They Just Use You, They Dont Care.When Will You Learn? When Will You Give Up?Big Heart, Good Heart.. You Care Too Much.Five.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007270/ Dont Tell Me Youre Sorry,iKnow You Dont Mean It.Dont Tell Me Its You Not Me,We Both Know Thats Not True.Dont Paint Me A Pretty Picture &Expect Me To Smile...Because A SmileIs The Last Thing Youll From Me.Dont Tell Me Everything Will Be Okay,When Im Spiraling Out Of Control!Dont Try.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007251/ 2007...Not the first time I experienced something TRAGIC...but one of many occasions.I remember as if it were yesterday...when my mother announced her nephew would be moving in with us until he was back on his feet (he had just came over to US from Mexico). I thought nothing of it, I was young.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007248/ My heart, my heart you took with you. You mislead me and fed me lies, your love was fake it left me blind. I believed every word you said,... but now my heart is dead. I gave you all I had, my time and effort but I got nothing back you were just a player. I spent my wishes on that shooting star, jus.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007202/ I asked her to stay, but things didn't go my way. We were hanging from a thread, you cut the strings and left me in shreds.... What Happen To Those Moments? The times you held me and wouldn't let go. We were once happy and proud, but now we're just cursing and loud. You say I'm different, not the sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007201/ Who are you to judge me? Tell me what is your name? I can be who i want to be,... so don't tell me I'm lame! You say I'm foolish, that all I'll ever be is a sore loser. But why am I listening to you? No I won't let your arms cause me harm. My head is being held high, and yes you should he alarmed. L.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007198/ I Wish I Can Soar, I Wish I Can Fly. I Want To Know More,... I Want To See Why. I Wish Things Would Make Sense, I Wish Things Were Easier. I Want To See The Sun On Me, I Want To See What I Will Be. I Wish I Was A Bird, I Wish To Feel Free. I Want To Set Out, I Want To Swim In The Sea. I Wish Every S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007196/ Theres A Time & Place For Everything, Now, Here, Tomorrow, When Will It Be Time? When Will I Shine? Give Me Hope, Give Me Strength. Give Me Courage Give Me Faith.... Show Me How Things Work, Show Me What It's All Worth! Show Me The Light, Show Me Theres No Reason To Fear. Tell Me The Truth, Burn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007195/ I need to sober up, I'm becoming numb.I can't feel anything but pain, does that even make sense?Will you be my cure? Hold my hand and please don't let go.Follow me into the darkness... I know you're afraid but I promisewe will find the light together.You're hurt, I'm hurt...we both hurt.I'm lost, yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007189/ I'm standing in a white room...there's no one around and nothing around, just myself and three doors in front of me.One must be the way out! I'm going to open one in hopes that it leads the way home. I choose the middle door... *door opens*. I made the wrong choice, I'm definitely not home.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/_adta/2007184/