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			<title>Mummy! Daddy!</title>
			<description>This is a personal story... It's a bit long but please read, all comments are appreciated! Stay strong and stay safe my lovlies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/1152093/</link>
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			<title>Flick</title>
			<description>This is an old poem I didnt realise wasn't uploaded. Remember it is an OLD one. I have changed since this. All comments appreciated</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/1106641/</link>
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			<title>The Tearless Hits</title>
			<description>Not what you may assume with the title... Read on... This is my first thing I have written in a long long time so please be nice... All comments are well appreaciated!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/1106327/</link>
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			<title>Abused and Mute Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3&amp;nbsp;My day of work was similar to all the others. I served people while my co-worker Julie talked for me and did the menial tasks. I knew that Julie only worked here so she could get a discount on the drugs that Dave sold as her father was a druggie but I never judged. How could I, mi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/987917/</link>
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			<title>Lets play pretend </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Why do they do so?To hurt me?Is what they have done not enough?&amp;nbsp;NoIts never enoughThey must hurt me to no end&amp;nbsp;For I am weekAnd they are strongFor I am nothing&amp;nbsp;My pain wounds meThere words wound meFor I am broken&amp;nbsp;They are happyThey rejoice..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/976823/</link>
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			<title>I cant hate you</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Cowering in a corner No moreI will be strong&amp;nbsp;Whimpering and cryingNo moreYou cant hurt me&amp;nbsp;I will not failI will not cryI will not let you hurt me&amp;nbsp;No moreNot ever againI cant let you get to me&amp;nbsp;Shield my heartPut up stone cold wallsNo one..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/976817/</link>
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			<title>Youv'e Scarred me</title>
			<description>I have a song with this its called Scars by Papa Roach really great song! You should look it up!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/976815/</link>
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			<title>End it all</title>
			<description>Just a poem...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/965368/</link>
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			<title>It's all your fault!</title>
			<description>'bout my sister... sorry it does have some bad language sorry...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/950251/</link>
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			<title>Your words hurt</title>
			<description>WARNING: There is crude language in this.
Poem a wrote... Kind of a vent </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/947741/</link>
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			<title>I am worthless</title>
			<description>Just a poem I wrote</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/937642/</link>
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			<title>Do you really mean it?</title>
			<description>Just a poem I wrote </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/937640/</link>
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			<title>How can I help you?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Watching onHelpless&amp;nbsp;Watching you cryWatching you screamAnd I am helpless&amp;nbsp;What can I do?How can I help?I have no idea&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;Help meLead me onShow me how to help you&amp;nbsp;Hearing you cryHearing you screamBrakes my heart&amp;nbsp;We need one an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/900257/</link>
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			<title>I hide myself</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hiding cutsHiding scarsHiding emotions&amp;nbsp;Behind my veilBehind my maskBehind my coversAre my scars&amp;nbsp;Behind it allI am scarredEmotionally and physically&amp;nbsp;Hide myselfAway from the worldAway from myself&amp;nbsp;Who am i?What have I become?I don&amp;rsquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/900253/</link>
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			<title>Fake family</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;ScreamingCryingHiding&amp;nbsp;Saftey of the homeNo moreNo where&amp;nbsp;A sick excuse of a familyNo love no warmth&amp;nbsp;Fake smilesFake laughsFake family&amp;nbsp;Held on by a threadSo close to breaking pointSo close to falling of a cliff&amp;nbsp;Where were the happy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/900241/</link>
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			<title>Because of you, I hate you</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Twisted holesBurning pitsFiery heart&amp;nbsp;Is this how it isIs this how its going to stayThis is hell&amp;nbsp;Get me outLet me goI want to leave&amp;nbsp;No more havenNo more peaceAll destroyed&amp;nbsp;YellingShoutingI've had enough&amp;nbsp;Give me releaseGive me ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/900062/</link>
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			<title>Please daddy, Don't go</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Centre of my worldStronghold for meMy dad&amp;nbsp;You have been there for most of my lifeThrough the goodAnd the badYou have been there&amp;nbsp;We all make mistakesWe all do stupid thingsBut I don&amp;rsquo;t careI love you&amp;nbsp;I need youIn my lifeAnd in my heart&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/884178/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;A/N there is another authors note as well after the story but I just wanted to say sorry for taking so long! It's school holidays and I haven't been able to get near the net&amp;hellip; but I had lots of time to write this! So enjoy and read on xD&amp;nbsp;+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/883965/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I cower into the wall as he repeatedly hits me. Slamming his fists into my already bruised and bloody face while kicking his steel-capped boots into my sore stomach. I bit my lip to prevent myself from yelling out in pain and soon tasted blood. It didn&amp;rsquo;t matter if I yelled out anyway, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/838616/</link>
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			<title>Abused and Mute</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/838576/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil Chapter 12</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The first things I had noticed as my mind slowly woke up was that I was most defiantly not on the forest floor anymore. Instead I seemed to be in a soft bed, a king bed by the feel of it to. Slowly opening my eyes I saw that I was actually in a huge room. It's decorations were fit for a quee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/833042/</link>
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			<title>Forget my broken heart</title>
			<description>Just a poem when I lost my sister because she betrayed me... She is no longer my sister...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/832169/</link>
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			<title>My life</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote while I am in a bad place...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/831487/</link>
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			<title>It all ends like this</title>
			<description>Poem I wrote while I am in a bad place... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/831483/</link>
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			<title>The blade</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; So shinyYet so dangerousThis thingCould end all&amp;nbsp;All my sufferingAll my painEnd everything&amp;nbsp;Would there be pain?Or pleasure?Would I regret it?Or rejoice in it?&amp;nbsp;Would I succeed?Or would I fail?My goalNever achievedAlways waiting for the right ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/829226/</link>
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			<title>You don't care, you don't know me</title>
			<description>A poem about my mum... As sad as that is</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/826552/</link>
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			<title>On my own</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;SadnessHopelessnessDefeat&amp;nbsp;My lifeMy emotions&amp;nbsp;Anger blinds meSadness engulfs meDepression surrounds me&amp;nbsp;Trapped in this world of mineNo escapeNo hopeNo life&amp;nbsp;This feelingThis weightAll to heavy for my shoulders&amp;nbsp;Wrists achingDizz..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/822631/</link>
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			<title>Urges</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;TemptationUrgesNeedy&amp;nbsp;This addictionIs ruining meI try to get away&amp;nbsp;It works sometimesThen it comes back&amp;nbsp;The urgeThe needTo bleed&amp;nbsp;To watch the blood come to surfaceTo feel the stingTo feel the numbness&amp;nbsp;Let it take me awayMake me ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/822630/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil Chapter 11</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;No! William could not get in trouble because of me. I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t allow it. Running as fast as my legs would take me I ran to the side of the middle of the fight and pulled on Lucifers arm yelling&quot;What are you doing?&quot; frantically. He looked at me confused and I was outraged. How can he ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/821830/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil Chapter 10</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hey guys sorry it&amp;rsquo;s been taking so long to upload my chappies :( But I am on the 10th chappie!! Double digits! Woo! Haha it is a big think for me XP I&amp;rsquo;ll let you read my awesome stuff now :P &amp;nbsp;White. That was the first thing I thought when I opened my eyes. It was everywh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/821459/</link>
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			<title>Off the edge of insanity</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Grasping, graspingOnto the edgeThe edge of sanity&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s a long dropDown, down, downNo way up&amp;nbsp;Screaming,No reply&amp;nbsp;Yelling for helpNo help comes&amp;nbsp;Tumbling,Falling,Twirling&amp;nbsp;In the airReaching out,Meeting only air&amp;nbsp;I am ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/818484/</link>
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			<title>No heart is safe</title>
			<description>Just a poem I wrote when I was going to brake up with my bf and was unsure... I broke up with him and it was really hard to do :(</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/815421/</link>
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			<title>Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock</title>
			<description>This was a poem I wrote for a contest on another site and I got 2nd place, please read and comment!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/813687/</link>
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			<title>Dark soul</title>
			<description>I use my poems to express my feelings so please comment!!!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/812488/</link>
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			<title>The lost and found box</title>
			<description>A little friend spends the day in the lost and found box</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/812039/</link>
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			<title>I am wrong</title>
			<description>just venting on my feelings..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/812035/</link>
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			<title>Hiding myself</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I hide myselfI hide my heartI hide my emotionI hide my face&amp;nbsp;I do all this so you don&amp;rsquo;t see meI do all this so I don&amp;rsquo;t loose controlI do all this so you cant see what I am really feeling&amp;nbsp;I hide the tearsI hide the angerI hide the embarrassmentI hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/809065/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Waking up bright and early I walked to the cupboard and got ready for the day. Throwing on a pair of faded jeans and a black tee I found some shoes in the bottom of the cupboard. Thinking about what I would do for the day I decided I would explore a bit more. I had only seen one floo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/806858/</link>
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			<title>I know I know</title>
			<description>Just a poem I wrote</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/798244/</link>
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			<title>Come back!</title>
			<description>A poem about love, loss and heartbreak!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/791195/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>Yawning I sat up and stretched my arms trying to get out all the kinks out that had formed during the night. During this process I looked around and quickly remembered where I was. How could I forget. The bedroom looked no different as usual. I pushed the bed covers back and stood up preparing f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790772/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Back in my room, safe, I sat on my bed thinking over all my options in this hell whole, literally. I could still not believe I was trapped in hell with the Devil, it was all so overwhelming. I laid down on the bed, covering my eyes with both of my hands. I momentarily closed my eyes to t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790771/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>Tiredly I finished the book with an actual grin on my face. That was one of my favourites and it always calmed me down and let me escape whatever situation I was in, it made me happy. Satisfied I decided to keep the book and maybe read it again later whenever I needed some escape. Walking ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790767/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>I woke up to someone shaking me awake and saw it was the maid that has been giving me my meals for the past couple of days. I could only tell how many days it had been from the variety of foods they have been giving me. On around the fifth day when the maid came in to bring my lunch consisting..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790765/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>Disorientated I groaned and&amp;nbsp;sat up rubbing my eyes looking at my surroundings. I saw that I was in a different room from before . This one was almost bear except for the metal bed that could be mistaken for a prison cot and a single bedside table. The door was on the opposite end and I got ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790764/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I was walking in a dark room and couldn&amp;rsquo;t see a thing, not even my hand right in front of my face. I wondered around somehow knowing I would not hit anything. One moment I was in the darkness then it was like all the lights were turned on. The light blinded me and I had to shield m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790761/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Mmm this bed is sooo soft&amp;rsquo; that was the first thought as I woke up disorientated. Then I took a quick look around me and realised this was far from home. I was in a room that was completely black and a rich blood red. Don&amp;rsquo;t get me wrong I love the colours but it was no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790755/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I was scared. I had no idea what was going on. What would my parents think of me now? I had just made a deal with the devil.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What did i just do? I had done it i had actually done it! I felt relief flow through me. It was over i could relax. Well at least I thought i coul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790754/</link>
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			<title>Deal With The Devil</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tanaya/790752/</link>
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