http://slow.writerscafe.org/mickeyrox The original writings of author Lost in Wonderland en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010062 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She keeps her head held highNot because she cockyOr all high and mightyNor is she a popular wannabeShe doesn't do it because she's a hopeless poserShe does it to show the world That she is strongerShe has weathered the stormAnd fought the good fightSurviving all the terrors of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1012927/ Tear out my black heart Taste blood from my open wound Now I am empty http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1012081/ "I couldn’t waste any time, I learned that with one life changing phone call..." What would you do if you were about to lose someone you love? Would you waste your time or make the most of it? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1010528/ Peter Pan! Come here,Come as fast as you canWon't you take me away to Neverland?We can dance through the treesFull of childlike gleeBird song carried by the breezeLook at all the fairies!Peter, My young prince,What is there to miss?Never growing up,Never getting oldIf y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1009629/     “Alice.” A silky, hypnotic voice seeped through the door to my ears.    “Go away!” I shouted, “Get out of my house!” If it could breathe, my pillow would be suffocating because of the tight grip with which I was clinging to it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1006915/ Open the pageDigest the wordsFall into a new universeA more beautiful worldClose my eyes Against the down pour of tearsAt least no one can hurt me hereWrite out my painDream my escapeThat's better than dreary realityAny dayPerhaps I dwell in my lonely little la la land Because its safer than the rea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1006819/ It all happened so fastThe day the sunshine left meHis cold arms wrapped around my waistThe wind was knocked out of me in a futile screamThis cannot be happening. Arms out stretched my love reached for me"Stop!""Please!""Persephone!"He screamed from his river homeMy love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1005867/   Alice's point of veiw....    May 31st. The tearing calendar stared back at me with such a calm authority that I could not help but accept the date. It had been exactly one year since mother died. That meant we didn't have to waer black anymore (Browyn was quite happy, especiall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/1000352/ Simon’s p.o.v.　    Blood was everywhere. Gushing from her neck, water falling down his head. Crimson hand prints painted the wall from the struggle they had put up. I was hiding in the closet. I had witnessed the whole thing from a crack in the door. My mother, my fat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/996547/ Meet Alice and her messed up family http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/993901/ Disney never tells you how the hatter became mad, or his love for the girl who toppled down the rabbit hole one day... (set in victorian era) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/993890/ The Sky is fallingThe clouds are cryingThis isn’t your average fairy taleBlack snow fallsIn crimson riversShadows lurk everywhereWhat is this dark placeSo enchantingUtterly entrancingAnd hypnotic...Low whispers are carried by the wind to your earStay with us, loveThe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/992528/ You're the reason for the tears I crySo what happens when the tears run dryHas nubness over taken Or will a lost happiness now awakenYou're at the end of the tunnelCalling calling!But now I have startedFalling, I'm fallin!Into an unnown and strange abyssWill I find darknessOr eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/988396/ I'm a romantic, emotional masochist, my lovely killerYou twirl me around your little fingerAnd wrap me in a Comforting and consticting embrace, you sweet, sweet viperI willingly enter this damask and dark danceSpining in your lies, taking comfort in this familiar pain you so sw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/984293/          Alexander, son of Icarious, was a simple fisherman. He drew the attention of many admirers with his tall, well built stature, his olive skin, and his curly black hair that fell to his shoulders. He had a kind heart and always looked at the world with o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/977672/ Here I go againVenturing into the frozen abyssFingers of frost bite nip my vulnerable skinWith each drop of ice-cold rainI run toward shelterDesperate to find lovely warmth againBut alas,It seems an eternity away... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/977168/ Love is a broken dreamStupid if we think logicallyBut I,I live in a fantasySo I'll keep chasing that deamThough my brain screams "Let it be!"My heart has taken overLeading me to certain deathBut I'll keep chasing loveUntil my very last breath http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/977166/     The dirt path was soft on my bare feet; the occasional small rock not bothering me, now, after all these years. Tall, green trees cast playful shadows on the ground beneath me. Oh how gracefully those gentle giants danced in the breeze. I smiled and twirled around with them, my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/967845/ A girl must confront her powerful father to save the one she loves. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/966370/ My words tripped and fellTumbling down my throat again,Refusing to come out right…againI got tongue tiedSpeaking words of gib-gab gibberishDesperately scraping for one phrase packed with eleganceBut your eyes unnerve meAnd I’m stuttering and stammering againYour perfec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/965795/ Insecure  AloneMiserable Obviously broken!Killing for a true friendAwaiting my day of peaceYearning for you to love me too... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/965163/ It was the morning before their first day of high school when Bret first saw her. She sat under a willow tree a few blocks away from the school, all alone. Bret hardly noticed her at first, but then a soft whimper carried by the wind flew into his ear. Curiously he walked toward the tree and looke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/964511/ Through the eyes of a child,Clean a pure,The world is beautiful and teeming with unexplored possibilitiesWe're safe in mommy and daddy's armsOur only worry is Santa Clause not coming in timeWith our pony that we know he's bringing at last!We know nothing of life except the simple fact: T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/963124/ Hush now darlingPlease don't cryClose your weary eyes and sleep I know your hurtingYour heart and bones alikeSo sleep, darling, sleepAnd the pain will flee Maybe you'll dream of angelsOr castles and green meadowsAnd for once you'll smileThat beautiful smil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/959297/           Contrary to what Lucas assumed, Johanna spent all day in the same room. Her desperation for escape left her with the news of contact with the Williams. For hours, she just sat on the bed and gazed longingly out the window, chewing absent min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/957109/ I wonder what it looked likeThat beautiful garden they’ve told us aboutWith four bubbling, gushing riversAnd trees all around that wereQuotePleasing to the eyesI wonder if the grass was a cool as the evening breeze,As soft as a silk blanketI wonder if the flowersWere the de.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/957086/ I often look at you these days,Your head buried in a book (so much like me),Your dorky sense of humor,How you get quiet and defensive when your really upset...So much like me...You don't quite fit into societyBut on stage, you want to be whatever she needs you to be...So much like me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/951268/ Tell me I'm beautiful,Tell me I'm ugly,Call me hot,Say that I'm notTell me I'm smart,Or call me stupidSay that you like the way I singOr roll your eyes in my lack of talentClaim my eyes are brighter than the starsSay my smile looks like a frownOnly have eyes for meOr admire eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/949851/ I wish I had a love like yoursAll caring and cute commentsWarmth and the need to always be there for one anotherStolen kisses, and sweet glancesThe subtle shyness whe he reaches for your handBut maybe for me,That will only be in the books I read,And the music I hearBut I'm happy for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/948882/     A roar of thunder awoke Johanna in the very early hours of the morning. She squeezed her heavy eyes shut and buried her face into the soft pillow. Lazily, she tried to roll over in her sleep, but something caught her.   Cautiously, she tugged at her arms and stiffened... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/947745/ This is a novella about Johanna Barns being a pawn between two feuding castles and her complicated romance with one of her enemy's Knights. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/947376/     "Run... Run... just keep running..." Johanna thought to herself as she ran, out of breath, away from the small group of men who pursued her. Rain assaulted her face and stung her eyes as she raced against it. Hoof beats echoed in the distance, taunting her, pushing her forw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/946874/ Red roses are the flowers of the broken heartedLost lover's tears of bloodTaint the once pure white petalsGoodbye delicate flower http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/946750/ I am drawn to you,Undeniably so,As so many others areYou've captured my heartWith a tight holdAnd I try to get it back,I pull against you,But your grip just grows tighterIts an eternal tug of warBetween you and I(Deep down I know I will lose,Because deep down... I want to)Its.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/943188/ Sweet music fills the airBeconing all with fingers Made of melodyAnd I,Music's simple servant,Am caught in it's engaging tranceAs it flows through out meI can't help but danceMy body loses controlAs the music takes over my soul http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/943005/ I remember wen we were just kidsSittin 2 feet appaqrt in that caryou were quiet and i was shynot a word was said etween me and youhow was i s'possed to know you'd be a friend i could never loosea year went bythouht i was all grown upCovinced myself we were in loveJust to crazy kids.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/938387/ He was the night,The winter,The coldHe kept to himselfLiving isolated in a small house atop a hillA pale body, absent a soul,Followed a banal routine:Eat, drink, sleep, eat, drink, sleepThe lights were dim in that lonely house atop a hillHe was the night,The winter,The cold.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/931287/ May 4, 1864Dearest Joseph,    First let me tell you how much how much I miss you. Ever since you left for this dreaded war there has been an ever present silence in my life that used to be filled with carefree laughter and the deep vibration of your voice. Not a day goes by wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/926077/ My sonnet for english. My topic was Innocence vs. Experience Enjoy:) (btw please read the authors note if you are a sonnet expert) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/925306/ Blue is the skyCool is the nightSoft is the breezeThat holds and caresses meIt feels like the hands of my lost love  Fingers of invisible silk brush my skin lightlyI shudder, and bask in the pleasure of itWind whispers secrets into my earsAnd I can swear you are hereWatching.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/925298/  Black tearsFall on the broken, lifeless rose you gave me last Valentines dayThe day that, in my mind,Has been forever tainted gray I kept that dear roseTo remind me of the only bright time in my lifeBut that time soon diedAnd with it, wilts the rose It was a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/925242/ What am I supposed to do now?How am I supposed to feelWhen suddenly you're not hereAnd all you left was a note on the doorTelling me that I won’t be Seeing you anymore I’m left here staring at all The memories framed in broken glassGuess I was the only oneWho t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/885124/ Is trying really worth itWhen you know you won't succeedThe thought's so sweet,That of freedom,But I guess the pain is my narcoticI'm addicted to your embraceEven though its sure to bring hurt, And heartbreakI've shed my share of tearsBut obviously thats not enoughI'm to wea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/884509/ Let's just stay inside todayWhere we can be dry,And warm,And safeCurled up on a couch for two,Just you and me,Me and youOn this rainy day The pitter patter on the glassIs the music of the water's wrathListen to the thunder roarFeel the house shudder and shakeI scream a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/878070/ "If you love something set it free, if it returns to you, then it is yours..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/868670/ Thought I saw you lookin at me 'cross the room todayMade my heart skip a beatJust like alwaysOh, but then I realizedThe spark you put into my eyesWas just the game you always seem to play But listen to me babyNo one likes a teaseSo here's a resolutionTo you, from meOh Ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/863648/ I'm sick of all the angerOf all the hate and gloomOf all the worthless sorrowCentered around you I want to feel happyTo laugh as the birds sing their sweet melody,To be free from fear'ss black gripon my heart I want to write about joy,About love and peaceBut if I wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/859345/ Stretched out across the blackened skyBeams of lightIn the horizonless abyssGuiding peopke to their prizeFor a thousand years Millions of shining, sparkling eyesTwinkling in the dark night skyThe true fire works on the 4th of July These are the stars that inspire me,B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/859327/ Whenever someone asks me if I'm alrightI reply with the usuall, "I'm fine"And I keep on smilingBut sometimes...Sometimes I wish you would ask me one more timeThen maybe I'll tell you the truth...That I'm not always fine  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/844485/ Rain. They say it is cool, cleansing, that it brings new life. I guess I believe that now...but looking back all I remember is that it burned me. It burned my tear filled eyes as I ran against it, it burned my ears as it carried mother's drunken shouts into them. It burned my bare feet as it's icy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mickeyrox/843526/