http://slow.writerscafe.org/MistahV The original writings of author MrV en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776170422 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Yeah it's short, and all, but I jotted it down while I was working. Hit me out of nowhere. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/974271/ Restored, refreshed, renewed. A night full of sorrows erased by a few simple words. A fool, a loon, to feel this way so soon. Surely this is why I waited, though unaware, this is the change that floated on the air. Blown in on the winds of the storm. In it's wake...refreshed and renewed.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/970818/ Is this how it feels, to break someone's heart? To lay on the pain? To just wish that you could go back to the start and change all those things, make it never occur. So neither of you would ever know the way that it feels, to see everything crash down, rocked back  on your heels. The sorr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/970287/ How can I say some of the thingsI want to say, to some of the peopleThat I want to say them to,Like telling someone how important they areOr telling another to just shut up,Showing one how special they are,Or another how idiotic and plainSome of the things are that come from their brain.How can I sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951247/ If only you could see.. things the way I see.. How wonderful I feel.. to know that there are still.. People in this world, who are so fun and bright Always able to make you smile, despite whatever plight. Finding someone so great, when things are just so wrong, It truly help.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951246/  Oh how can I tell you, the things that I feel. When I don't even know, if to you, it's real. I'm just not sure, that things are what they seem.. Could it be, this is all a cruel dream? If you only knew, how much I desired.... To have just one kiss.. it burns in me like.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951245/ These were originally several individual poems, but as I was re-reading them before I posted them, I thought they looked good as a kind of...sequence. So I put them in one set. Sorry they're so long! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951242/ An old hope... old life... old friends.. new things..Things change.. things go.. things come... things stay..What was once gone.. comes back around..Things bring back new hope... for that which was lost..New things come, full of bright light and splendour,replacing the ones that have burned out and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951240/ Paitence....bitter....hateful....full of spite.... long... overdrawn....a virtue, to some. Terror...tearing... rending... ripping away...but... for those with the will.... the strength and desire.... that pushes them onward.... a bright burning fire...ensuring that...they walk the line.....no matter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951239/ This broken shellWho no longer dreams.A shattered life, a thankless hell.No rays of light...no bright moonbeams.A spirit beat, defeated, through.Empty eyes, no more cries for rescue.Surrender, concession. No longer wonders why.Living only by habit and instinct.Finds no passion, desire, nor drive to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951238/ Take me away to a world of imaginationSet me free, break the chains of reality's frustration.Show me a place where dreams come true,Take me to a place where tears never shine.Where everything is true, to find.Peace, and love, and happiness.Banish away all the misery,All the hate and pain you'll ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951236/ One spark. A single flash in the dark.One wish. A lonely dream in the mist.One search. For fuel to desire.One need. For fulfillment to raise hire.One love. Passion, a burning fire.One hope. To be found by that oneSpark, a flash so bright that oneWish, alone lost in the mist while oneSearched, for a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951233/ If you want to be that way....Want to do the things you say..Just have to ruin everybody's day.You go ahead and be yourself.Don't worry about what they say.Cause if you have to ruin their whole day...At least you're doing it your way.If they say that you annoying...Want you to wear something else.If.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951232/ My one, you, my chance.  The only, my dream, my one desire. You are, my one dream. My one desire. My hope. You. My one. Chance, I've never had. You. All I want. One chance. To prove. My hope. Make it true.  My dream. Show to you, my truth. What I can't hide. My one. You. The only one. My d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951231/ A heart bereft of hope can never be free...But I can't find the voice to say the words and make you see.All these things I want to (should) tell you. All the things that will never come.I have a secret... my courage fails. When I want to say it, my voice quails.Why is this always the hardest thing t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951229/ Suffering silence...the voice destroyed..By false hope divined, while fate had just toyed.A thought that now, relief there to find.Still  now, each time a new tear at the mind,A rend in the soul, and a crack in the heart.Wondering how it all had it's start.Why life must be cruel, to treat thing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951228/ Give me a reason to believe?Give me hope, some that will never leave?Give me passion, a reason to live on?Give me a purpose, one that will be remembered after I'm gone?Is hope but a floating dream?Could it be that life is nothing that it seems?People scheme, and people lie.It seems as though they on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951227/ the search begins anew...        Returning to my eternal quest....feeding the pain inside my chest...Searching, hoping, try to find...My angel.So yes, I'm still looking for my angel... Is there one out there for me? Where? Who? When will I ever find them? So many questions I ask .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951226/     Would you be my angel?Would you be my dear?Would you be the one, I'd like to hold near?Would you stay with me, no matter what the fear?Would you always be there, anytime I had need?Would you stand for me, against any who came?Would expect and trust that I'd do the same?Would you be my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951225/        You said,             "I can't...not yet.. I just don't know..."        You tried to smile, even though the tears let go.        I sighed, and pulled you in, and just held you close,    &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951224/    Dear one, I'll watch over you while I may.Even though you'll go some day.You'll always have a place inside my heart.So we'll never truly be apart.When you find yourself in times of trouble,or if life has burst your bubble.I'll still be there to hold you high.Ready, to wipe the tears you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951221/ This was written not long before high school graduation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951220/ Many people disagree with me, when I say I have no Heart.But they don’t understand the things I mean, so let’s go to the start.                It’s true, yes, it is. Though you may protest. But really, I hope you’ll see, that it’s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951219/ And so it fails,and so it's fading.An end of things, anticipating.What to think? No, not much at all. Every day the Wonder falls.           So walk away, leave things as they were,          it was all ok before, no need for change.    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951218/     A secret wish unspoken of. Foolish hope with no end.Nothing to come of it, surely, no hope truly. A secret guarded from all but one, the most trusted and true, one who cares enough to listen, and who would never betray.One who gives hope where there should be none, and lifts .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951216/ A shadow of the earth, unseen, walking wraith like.  Only noticed for failures in other's eyes.           Empty. Void. Forsaken.With only conflicting sorrow and rage for company.                        &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951215/ What's the point of trying.....all hope is dying.These tears are real that I'm crying.Just like all the others, no truth hovers..Caring only for one, (yourself)Not worth the time....this treatment is a crime.Wretched creature, pathetic and pitiful, Spending its time tearing away at other's hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951213/ The Angel fallen, in darkness lays.   No effort, however great, by light to pierce the torrid prison may brighten.   Long and taxing the effort, a task of many years, a quest in vain. Every moment of hope erased. The Angel, lost? The seeker, so worn, so exhausted. Nearly unable to go on. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951212/ Sometimes I wonder if..I just fall for the same lies every time because they're exactly what I want to hear, or..if I just need them to be true so badly that I ignore any chance they might not be. Sometimes, I wonder why I'm even still trying.               &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951211/  wish...there was always a net...something to fall back on. Someone to take you in their arms.I wish..you could always turn around and see a smile....Hear an encouraging word. That no matter how low you got, there would be someone to lift you back up.I wish that no child would ever go hung.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951210/ Somewhere out there is a place where people's dreams come true, Where everyone can smile, and never be blue.Where happiness is the norm, where people are carefree and their hearts are warm.Where sadness never dares to show it's ugly face, and only good thoughts fill your head.It's always safe a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MistahV/951209/