http://slow.writerscafe.org/Cybertoxia The original writings of author Max Hernz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776004983 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2905363/ Follow along with the music http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2905354/ crushcrushcrush - Paramore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2904683/ Talking To The Moon - Bruno Mars http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2904681/ The Used - Give Me Love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2904679/ I never really cared much about anything in my whole life. I did as I pleased for as long as I can remember. I usually stayed inside my place because I never wanted to be around people. Once in a whil http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2904678/ Shesat on me and gently pushed me down on the bed. I smiled at her. Icouldn’t keep a smile from her. Not her. She was way toobreathtaking to keep a smile hidden. She smiled back and it melted myheart. I swallowed hard. Sheran her hands down my face and her fingers over my lips.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2166669/ I. WINTER'S DOINGI close my eyes again.Another day replays.Not sure I can remain,Unspoken as I lay.The thoughts I must refrain,Cast shadows in display.This bitter cold restrain,Expands their sinful way.Dejection, I'm afraid, Has snuck into my veins.Winter's grin, holds disdain.My spirits it has slai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2087031/ Your pulse, my breathFor my heart you are meant.Share beat instead,For words we haven't said.Then breath again, So I'll never forget.Upon, I sitMy eager eyes,To seek your silver lights.My eyes are met, By cloudy nights,Behind which you hide.Subtle dejectThen interwindInside this heart of mine.Oh, Mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2087026/ The WatchersShort StoriesTo Keep My Sanity “It's cold in my head.” He said, eyes closed. He didn't move.He just laid there breathing. The girl sitting on the stool by thecorner turned to him. “Well, that's progress, ain't it?” S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086860/ -click--tape begins rolling-Members: Smith, Hernandez, Payton, Grimes, Torres.Doc. Johanassen: Ehem. I have put together 5 groups targeting substance abuse. I've strategically placed individuals in these groups according to how I perceive they will interact with each other. My hopes are that they wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086665/ In 3 Movements http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086652/ Several Stories to keep my sanity.Type: Unknown.College…Doc. Johanessan: Ok Skid, hopefully this is effective unlike the previous ones we’ve had.Hernandez: Uh ok. Doc. Johanessan: Why have you decided that college wasn’t the best way to go?Hernandez: Well, because I hate school an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086481/ Several Stories to keep my sanity.Type: Unknown.Anger Trances…Doc. Johanessan: Ok, Skid. Today we will talk about your anger trances. Tell me. No, explain to me what you feel when you go into these anger trances.Hernandez: Well, when something or someone makes me angry, I tend to go into anot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086478/ Short Stories To Keep My Sanity... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086463/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086461/    "You. Grab your belongings and follow me." The guard said pointing at me. I stood up from the bench and made my way to the gate. The guard unlocked the gate with a huge metal key and opened it. I stepped out and stood next to her.    While being locked up for six months, I lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086455/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/2086444/ The night rapesWith tiny little fingersWrapped around simple taste.It lurks in the shadowsSnickering darkness,Come-out-and-play.Drink blood, spill bloodSlit your wristsWhile you drown in your flood.Let your minds’ seclusionOpen its wiry legsFor t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1962678/ Wish there was a Broken Heart category... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1138062/ Some silly script that I had going on for a while... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1080928/ Storyline Version http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1080922/ A pound.A pounding.A pounding in my head.Like a hammer to a nail.A nail piercing wood.A hammer to the head,Takes me away to the moon.Piercing pain shot like electricity.Trapped in it’s environment,With curiously low density.Wires and wires tied this way and that.Slow my m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1080898/ So let's say I write a story about a girl.She laughs, she cries and she twirls.Along came a spider and ate her up.But for the spider it's a grand shock.See, this girl has a secretThat she locks under a peach tree.And you might say, "I know what you're thinking."But really, It's nothing I can see.So .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1080097/ You know who you are... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1080034/ dark humor I suppose http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1074820/ There was always a chilly day in the months that had said goodbye. Although not favorable, they presented themselves with sunlight. But this chilly day was unlike any other. This chilly day invited a set of events that are difficult for anyone to grasp with a sane mind. The words that follow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1052730/ Where the CARN-EVIL never leaves... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/1052728/ Do you want to see my scars?They have your name written in red,I wrote it there so I’ll never have to forget.Some are olde as the stories they tell,Others are new, without meaning they’re held.But if you’d only stop to listen without judging,You’ll realize the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986547/ The night has turned to day once moreI know cause the birds sing their song.I lay here eyes open wide,Thinking of only one thing in my mind.The days have passedLike the ticking of the clock.Turn waters over tidesAnd imagine a world of slumber.Where nothing ever could steal my dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986545/ I can see him in your eyesHe dances in their depths,Yet you smirk an evil planA secret very well kept,He’s not weak, he is strongStronger than a hundred men.He lures you into his willThat will never have an end.You go on blindly as can beNever searching for the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986543/ She ran out of the car and violently went inside.Knocking down everything that was in her way.I was trapped but what I spoke wasn’t a lie.And that’s what she couldn’t take as nay.I heard clashing and broken,Thudding and throwing.CLASH CLASH THUD.Thud Clash Clash.Wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986539/ The sun comes up like it does every morning.The moon takes over at the end of the afternoon.If sleep fails to arrive then the days and nights will seemLike a thread spinning  on a wheel.The fever runs high to every second in bed.As the night owl sings lullabies for that vellum h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986535/ I had a query feeling about you.It was the way you looked into my cold eyes, perhaps.They filed each emotion and stored it away for further do.But when you’d enter my soul, into two they’d snap.You’d have me float around in dreams.Loose all sense of tyme when the door to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986533/ Maybe I'll extend this more than a short story? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986525/ The Beginning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986520/ Ever made a deal with the White Devil? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986519/ shall we begin? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986518/ This is a song I wrote with the help of a dear friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986515/ step into my mind.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986514/ It’s kind of sad how the years go by,And the people you thought you knew depart.One by one they wave good bye.In their own way, they leave your heart.Some detach to never be seen again.Others come back for a brief momentTo change the future by the roads they mend.Although at that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986510/ She lights up her cigarette shakingly.The chemicals get to work with one puff.Relief runs through her blood stream,And she knows, everything will turn out ok.The words exchanged at the end of the night,Traveled through her mind in her sleep.Reality feels like fiction, “This can n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986508/ You’ve asked me why and told me to stop,But you all really don’t understand.It’s the language of pain,And it speaks to me with hate,It’s my own secret resolutionA place where I feel safe from intrusion.The problems, they all seem to melt together.Like colors o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cybertoxia/986507/