http://slow.writerscafe.org/LeAnn_T The original writings of author LeAnn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776093358 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I feel their stares.I feel the way their eyes seem to linger.As if my body is an appetizer,waiting to be consumed.As of my body is something thatmust be obtained.I am not a dish waiting to be consumed.I am not an object that needs to be broken.They make me feel like I am a rabb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2769966/ Most days,I find myself sitting at the edge of my bed with the same question running rampant throughout my mind."Why Am I Here?"That question burns in my mind like flaming coals.It suffocates me.It makes my skin itch, and my eyes water,almost as if I'm allergic to the very thought.All of my friends .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2760069/ Your voice is so broken.Did I cause that?Did I make a mistake?Did I leave too soon?My feelings are in disarray.Thoughts flooding my every cell.Am I my own prisoner?Was it all because of me?The daughter you once loved is no more.A shell of a little girl.My senses are weak,what am I to do?Is forgivene.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2165699/ The darkest daysSeem to crash like waves.Pulling you in,Can you swim?Do you accept your fate,To let yourself suffocate?The waters so inviting,The warmth so enticing.Alas, alone you will be.Not a soul you will see.Loneliness sets in,Is this your mortal sin?The waves bring you deeper,They become your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2165695/ The vase is a metaphor, What do you think it represents? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2143685/ Somehow,I am to go on,Go on as if nothing happened.Am I wrong for it all?Somehow,I still can't tell,I can't tell which way I am supposed to go.Is that my fault?Somehow,I can't feel,I can't feel the warmth.Is all thats left, darkness?Somehow,I must learn the answers to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2143583/ Why? Why do you feel the need to point out my flaws.Yes.I know I am not perfect. I don't need you to remind me.I know I screw up sometimes. I know I don't always say the right things.So why?Why do you feel the need to look at me as a burden. As a waste of time, as well as space.I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2135785/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2107717/ It can never hurt to try http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2105547/ It's all over the place http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2103115/ ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2101998/ I wrote the first part of this ages ago, just revising it to how I feel now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeAnn_T/2101910/