http://slow.writerscafe.org/allibear The original writings of author Alli Bear :) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776271010 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Nails driven deep into his hands. Thorns peircing his angelic face. Weak and Wounded, he cries, as they make their way to Golgotha. He lays on the wood of a tree, hanging onto every second of his life. His name is Jesus. Son of God,  and King of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/allibear/274332/ Look at them judging me,Their stares, their hurtful words, cutting me.I feel exposed.Look at their judgmental glances, the caliber of their thoughts,I feel exposed.See the meaning of their words and the cutting of my heart and of my pride,I feel exposed.Look at the way they slaugh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/allibear/273641/ The pain was there, but hidden behind a fake smile.The crying of an empy soul ran down my wrist red as rubies.The cuts to deep to describe.I am standing in a world that's moving too quickly.I hurt to feel.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/allibear/273637/