http://slow.writerscafe.org/jonclit The original writings of author jon c**t en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775238584 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 behind the black shdaowof dreamsi hear music and i hearscreamsof others in the shadowof lifethose afraid to pick upthe knifewe know the answer isdeathbut were afraid to take areown breathwe cannot live and we cannotdielife for us is one biglieso in the shadow werema.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonclit/243931/ here i am once againsitting here with a paper and penstaring at the screenmy skin so far clean but the blade shines in my mindyou and it are the only thoughts i can findths silver glints so temptingbut to fight the urgei am attempting bite my tongue, swallow the tears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonclit/243927/ sitting in the rain untill im drenchedwater pours down my faceblending with tears of disappointmentstruggling to find the will to movei cant theres no reason to i see my reflection in a puddlemy green eyes pale, almost greyso haunted i look plauged by memories.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonclit/243926/ i sit herewith my biggest fearhere is no lighti thought i lost my sight ive been thinking of youi just dont know what to dothe darkness is comingbut im not running u left me aloneafter this i dropped the phonei wrote a song for unow everyone is gone because of u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jonclit/207099/