http://slow.writerscafe.org/Unknown129 The original writings of author Kaia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776000661 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Never trust the pale boy in the shadows. Don't trust anyone. Don't trust yourself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2068923/ Year 26 The Witch was the nickname given to a boy with eyes like storm clouds. Year 46 The Ember was a nickname given to a girl with hellfire in her eyes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2068921/ You call us angry and misguidedA youth that has lost all hope Of becoming the perfectly poised machines you have created us to beYet you’re the one who finds yourself angryAt all the long-held traditions that we brokeWe do not care for your social justicesWe do not care for your idea of gender.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2037987/ Haven’t you seen?The angels have all fallen from HeavenThose pearly gates are long lockedAnd the demons,They run the showWith their highway to HellAnd you? Well, you’re in the middle of it, darlingFallen angels roam the earth rather than the HeavensAnd black-eyed demons roam the plains o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2037587/ There is something much deeper in our minds than jokesThere is a feeling hidden underneath your sarcasmThere is a burden on your shoulders you ignored until it felt normalOh, little angel,Did anyone tell you what that something was?Did they bother to tell you what that hidden feeling was?Did they no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2034468/ The girl with fire in her eyesFrom the feeling of burning her parents gave herShe wasThe warriorThe boy with ice in his veinsFrom the freezing cold of a lost familyHe wasThe drifterThe girl with knives in her thoughtsFrom the battles she’d had to win before she was old enough to swimShe wasThe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2034409/ There was a fire in her eyesA fire that did not burn those who spoke the truthOr even those who's lips were foaming at each lieIt froze its victimsWith each glare,With each threatening stareMaybe the fire wasn't idealMaybe it wasn't wanted in a womanBut she was a warrior from the start,With a knife .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2034402/ Have you ever seen the darkness in the storm?Have you ever seen the shining of the stars?Have you ever seen the colors in my eyes?There's a mystery in the rainThat makes it beautifully tragicBecause it's unpredictable -Potentially dangerous and potentially the most beautiful thing you've ever seenWh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2034213/ What do you not understand?Depression is so much more than some vine in pop culture mediaDepression is more than a topic for a five-minute conversation that's quickly forgottenDepression is more than a 'teenager thing'It's the darkness of the storm in the beauty of the pouring rainIt's the frown on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2034200/ Tell me what you see;Do you see the generation that was born into a world that was falling apart at the seams?Or do you see a generation that doesn’t live up to what it’s supposed to be?I can tell you exactly what I see -I see a generation that was built on the ashes of a once-great soci.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2034178/ When she leaves, you become a vengeful guardianThough you never noticed you were the one to be angry atYou were a phase gordian knotToo far gone to saveWhen she leaves, I find myself picking up your broken pieces,Watching as you tear yourself apartAnd as your will to live decreasesWhen she leaves, y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Unknown129/2030687/