http://slow.writerscafe.org/FlameMatrix The original writings of author The Flame of the Knight en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995711 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just a rant. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1820279/ I love a girl I can never be with.No,A girl I should never be with.She is against what I'm for,She leads people on despite knowing it's wrong,She cheats to get her way.She gets high on drugs,While I get high on life.She sleeps around,While I have never slept.She hates my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1620508/ Just me rambling about a girl who took advantage of me. Christina, I hope you see this, because you're too stubborn to realize that you did anything wrong. I admit that I did wrong. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1517837/ I've done nothing but lie to myself about her wanting to come back... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1498285/ You want another chanceWho am I to say no?You begged.I agreed.You want time to make sureAnd I'm more than happy to give.I must be a foolTo give you another try.Hopefully I don't regret it.hopefully you don't blow it.Because this is the final chanceYou're ever going to get. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1497249/ I guess it just comes down to me being the one who always loses. At least I got a poem from it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1495879/ A new Robert and Rachel story after my incredibly long absence. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1399746/ Expressing me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1130802/ Maybe a way to help me think about things... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1113185/ Just a random piece http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1070712/ I run in the shadow,Hiding from the light.Hiding from that which can make me change,Rejecting it,Hating it,Despising....I am bound to the darkness,A being of shadow.It is my strength,It is my life.I am noting without this darkness,Maybe I am not anything after all.You wonder why,I am always her.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1067027/ We are apart now,Every word said now means nothing.We talked last night,Through the pain and heartache. I loved you,More than the world.I still do,Even when my heart is shattered. I would do anything for you,If you said the word.I did everything for you,But it doesnt matter now. You l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062594/ Latin to English http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062591/ Sleep will never hold me,Its grasp has nothing to it.The soldiers of the dreams have no strength,And the Angels of nightmares have no beauty.I will never stay for long,Every second is pain.Theres too much to do,Before the final sleep,The eternal dream.We never know when it will happen,So live before.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062588/ Some may call it writer block,I call it an annoyance.Too many storiesAnd not enough time.Book plots tying together,Without enough room to breath.Jack and Robert cannot stay apart,While all of the Jasons are just a giant glob.Brooklyn is stuck together to Rachel,They cannot be told apart.From the pow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062587/ The land I stand upon,Is raised high and strong.The rock stands above the world,And I feel so strong.Above everything,Like the king of a world.Then the rock starts to shift under me,I loose my footing as it shakes.I fall to the ground,Alone and vulnerable.I yell out for help,Then I remember where I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062583/ I wondered why I stayedWaiting for you to return.Now you treat that all like f*****g horse s**t.You spit in my face when you knocked me down,You tear at my heart after youve already gutted it.Go ahead,Treat me like s**t.You cant do any more to me than you already have.Leave then,and leave me alone.Y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062580/ Take a look at me,The last you will ever get.What do you see,In these blue eyes.Pain?Suffering?Anger?Rage?Everything that you have caused?If I take a step towards the ledge,Will you have the courage to pull me away?Even after everything in between us,Will you have the strength to hold me back?What i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062577/ I feel it day and night,A deep burning fueled by hatred.Fires of emotion wash over me and sweep me away,I can no longer control my own soul.I hate this,The pain I have been put through.How can this end,Is death the only way?I stay up at night,Reveling in my own rage.Never knowing how to co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1062575/ Robert stirred in his sleep. Slowly opening his eyes, he awoke to find that the darkness of night still surrounded him. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. The darkness seemed to press against him hard, maybe that was why he awoke at this ungodly hour. Throwing his legs over the side of the bed, he rest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1058028/ Robert stood in the field waiting and thinking. His hair was swept to the side by the wind of the afternoon, warm from the sun's glow. He had no idea what he was doing here. This place held too many memories of Rachel and him. He walked over to the tree with their initials carved into the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1055565/ Take a look at me,The last you will ever get.What do you see,In these blue eyes.Pain?Suffering?Anger?Rage?Everything that you have caused?If I take a step towards the ledge,Will you have the courage to pull me away?Even after everything in between us,Will you have the strength to hold me back?What i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1055340/ I feel it day and night,A deep burning fueled by hatred.Fires of emotion wash over me and sweep me away,I can no longer control my own soul.I hate this,The pain I have been put through.How can this end,Is death the only way?I stay up at night,Reveling in my own rage.Never knowing how to co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1052523/ Questionable? maybe. Offensive to some people? Maybe. And I am sorry if it does offend anyone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1049830/ Requested, will probably be the last story of Robert and Rachel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1048056/ A science project http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1045661/ Quite a bit of swearing. Sorry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1045341/ Caution, If you have read all of the other stories about Robert and Rachel, be warned. This one is incredibly sad at the end. FINAL COPY :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1040176/ The land I stand upon,Is raised high and strong.The rock stands above the world,And I feel so strong.Above everything,Like the king of a world.Then the rock starts to shift under me,I loose my footing as it shakes.I fall to the ground,Alone and vulnerable.I yell out for help,Then I remember where I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1038516/ I always wait with myself,Solitary and deep in thought.The Devils keep me here,And I dont know what to do about them.Because of them,I lost all that was important to me.The ones I love and loved,The friends i spurned and hated.If they cant take any more from me that what they already have,Why do the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1037079/ This is a parody song for Set Fire to the Rain by Adele. Its not that good but I will definitly edit it! Please comment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1027246/ Michael walked with the princess through the whole market as she guided him through the streets. She kept looking back at him and smiling, making sure Michael was still there. He never though about running, for he was enchanted by the princess ahead of him. She giggled and gestured for him to walk .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1020531/ Similar to Revelations, except its back to Robert's point of view. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1020493/ The day after A Letter to an Angel, written in Rachels point of view. I might re-write it in Roberts view for the book though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1020439/ A letter to Rachel from Robert. They would be about 15. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1020411/      Later at lunch that day, Robert and Jason were leaning against a wall talking about girls. Rachel in particular. "Wow, we were talking in second hour and she seems great." Robert was saying to his friend.     "Really?" Jason asked in response. Jason mustve thought .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1020151/ Another story about Robert. Not in the right order but it will work.They are about the age of 17 right herre. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1020050/ Based off of a song I like. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1016833/ Life is full of mistakes, yet very few regrets if you know how to live right. Ive had very few regrets until yesterday... That became a whole day of regrets. Nothing about it went too well. I wish it had never happened. it was my fault. Not anyone elses. Thats the irony of it. I did this all to myse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1015364/ Sleep will never hold me,Its grasp has nothing to it.The soldiers of the dreams have no strength,And the Angels of nightmares have no beauty. I will never stay for long,Every second is pain.Theres too much to do,Before the final sleep,The eternal dream. We never know when it will happen,So live befo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1014364/ NOTHING in here will make sense... But maybe it will help me focus enough to write. Because my thoughts are too scattered to wtire. Too many books and such. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1013506/      The market was full of people, all of them going about their daily buisness. The booths were filled with different shopkeepers and services that the people of Equilibrus needed. The breadmaker was putting together a basket full of bread and cheese for an important client. He.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1012734/      Princess Marie, the only chid of King Richard and Queen Rose. She was raised ny them, more than most royalty was withing the years of Light. But she grew up completely different than they are. They were raised to hate the common man and treat them like dirt. And it was becau.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1012481/ A story that I thought of a few nights ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1012447/ This wont be the last story. Theres pleanty more to tell. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1010345/       "This is really an amazing day, Robert." Rachel said getting into the car after their dinner, a nice candellit, homecooked meal or Rachels favorite dish; Gumbo. "But why are we getting into the car?" She asked curiously while looking at him.   &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1009507/ The Latin version of my poem The First Dance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1007215/ Just a showing of my thoughts right now... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/1005753/       "Babe? Whats this?" Nicollo's wife, Anabel asked him holding up the notebook. She was skymming through the pages, not understanding anything written in there.      "Oh, that? I found that on the street and im reading it. I think someone tried t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/997271/      "Look at this," Nicollo called to Leonard a few hours after seeing the Captain in his hospital room. They were now looking over the notebook that they were given during that odd experience with their friend. Nicollo was skimming through the pages while Leonard was grabbing a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FlameMatrix/996991/