http://slow.writerscafe.org/MisterMelancholy The original writings of author Mister Melancholy en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776406732 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Some two years ago, I suffered through depression. The feeling was a spiraling madness of tears and frowns and hatred. It felt like I was wrapped up in the claws of darkness, no amount of light able to seep in-between its fingers. I felt blind: blinded by both the blackness of the world around me an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/813431/ Macabrep r o l o g u e   I glare furiously at the wilting black rose trapped inside atranslucent glass cage, red dew gently dampening its dark colour. It’s patheticand lonely, yearning to be free but having no strength to save itself, likeit’s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/811165/ Nobody is perfect... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/811164/ We are the horrid monsters of their nightmares...and he, the young almost-man who goes by the strange name of Lucas...is to be my... oh, little "guest" for the feast tonight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/810335/ ...and this spiraling madness of vertigo... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/810328/ Wholeheartedly, I wish I was a pretty, pretty rose... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/810322/ Effervescent is the flame that dances to a hearty rhapsody... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MisterMelancholy/809123/