http://slow.writerscafe.org/chsayori The original writings of author SimpleMind en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776058343 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wake up girlHe never loved youHe probably needed you before thoughHe could not move on with his ex He needs you to distract him from thinking about his exRemember when you were going out?Remember when he was courting you and saying sweet things?Remember when he gets home he posts about depressi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/2145288/ I want to say I am okayBut no one is askingI want to tell him about my dayBut he didn't even bother to say "Hello" to meI want to everyday show my loveAnd yet everyday he wants us to split upI couldn't leave because I love himI couldn't leave because I know he needs meHe can't pay for all the rent .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/2103501/ After thousands of linesAfter millions of wordsI can still hear him say “Ugly”In between the linesIn between his breathesIn the open door of his eyesAfter all the tight hugsAfter all the deep kissesI terribly miss him so muchFor every time our skin touchesFor ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/2093043/ It's coldIt's freezing coldEvery inch of my body feel so numbMy strength left me, I can no longerstandI thought I was reaching for a flameI thought you will answer when I callyour nameI thought things will turn out betterthis timeI... I thought we will be fineI kept my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/2004941/ He's goneHe is long goneYet it feelsHe never leftHis face I seeStanding in front of meHis breath I smellEvery time I inhaleI know I moved onI accepted he is goneBut it seems I brought with meA full packed bag of his mem'ries~Simp http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1957368/ A past you cannot move onA present I cannot run away fromIt's so cruel we have to meetWhile our world's in complete chaos and wicked fateOur hands may perfectly fit togetherBut we cannot hold each otherOur hearts may beat fast when we are closeBut we have to stop it before something growsI may have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1901307/ If tomorrow is too late for true love, look for your destiny now... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1825937/ Accepting the pastBeing in the presentDreaming of the futureThat is LoveYet at timesLooking backShakes our presentAnd blurs our futureWhy and howIt's hard to find outNot because we can'tBut because we're afraidAfraid that liesMay be sweeter than the truthAfraid that presentMay be an illusion after a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1405275/ Hey DadI'm writing to youNot to tell you that I hate youBut just to ask youHow you feelHow you feel apartThat we're far apartAre you happy in this great wild worldDo you think about your sonsDo you miss your little girlWhen days go byWhen you sleep at nightDo you think if we're alright?Well we're al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1344343/ Mistakes are sometimes not our fault, but we can be the reason. Behind our back aren't only truths and lies, but also lies dressed in truths. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1337379/ What do you see nurses? What do you see?What are you thinking? When you are looking at me A crabbit old woman not very wise, Uncertain of habit, with far-away eyes, Who dribbles her food, and makes no reply, When you say in a loud voice,'I do wish you'd try'. Who seems not to notice, the things that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1331575/ Haven't seen your faceHaven't feel your warmthHaven't seen your smileYet it's you I long to seeMama.. is it too much to askFor you to come by my side?To listen to my criesTo tell me it's gonna be alrightWhat is this Mama?Why does my heart feels so tight?Why can't my tears dry?Why does it feel... so .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1330873/ Dear Happiness, Olah! How are you? Been so long since the last time I saw you around. Surely you're having a great vacation over there! Actually, I've been passing by your place. You know, to sit around and have some cup of tea with strawberry cake while talking about anything. Anyway, don't feel ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1330004/ Go now, my dearSpread your wings and flyOpen your eyes and runHold your breath and dive so deepGo to the worldFeel the life of every soulWin a battle and feel the joyMake every minute a memory to recallBut darling, do write to meWrite to me your happinessWrite to me your sadnessWrite to me about you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1329068/ How real is the word 'truth'How much honesty can one told?Could it be that our eyes are too deceiving?Could it be that none of what we saw... happened?Or perhaps I'm just too weakTo tell myself which one is real and fakeNah...! No...! I am not !But alas~Which one is true Which one is lie.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1316566/ Always been braveNever been scaredHad walked in darknessWith mighty courageNever been afraidOf waking up aloneFor all my life I knewThere's only 'Me' that I can count toBut I was wrongBeen wrong all alongFor when I saw the dark streetI hesitated for a momentA strange feeling crept unto meThat stunne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1283275/ Inside of meIs a dragon no one can seeA fire no wind can blowA light no darkness can swallowInside of me..uhmInside of me is ..a--errOkay! Imma cut it outThere's really nothing inside of meI am crazyI do funny stuffBut ya know what's funnier?Me struggling to be normal:D http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1259909/ "Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top..."She sings.On her fingers is a dragonfly. She's playing on the insect's wings, her head bowed down. There's a big smile on her face, but her eyes are crying. She is Roxan. And she is six years old.Her curly hair is in mess, and she look like she smells. She is bare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1187663/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1187659/ We see our eyes in the mirrors, in pictures, or in anything that gives reflection. But we can never look to our eyes directly the way we look to others'. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1180380/ Human is not an islandOr should I say, no man can't be an islandWhy? Because they need someone to point to their mistakes and someone to blame when things go WRONG and SHITsimp http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1180374/ Ohh . . . can you guess what color? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1177190/ I'm not sorry about the things I said and I don't want to be sorry for the things I didn't say so I'm gonna put them all in here. You're probably thinking that I missed some point, if not the whole, about your sentiment. I'm not sure myself either. I'll start where I left off -- about envying me, a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1176176/ It's funny how things screw up sometimes and then we find them irresistibly funny http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1176092/ Love doesn't always have to be around to show it exist http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1171850/ I was on the edge of losing...when it suddenly happened http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1169502/ It happens without a warning, without a sign.. it follows no schedule.. so be ready..always http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1166056/ The society is like a rat race. Even if you win, you're still a rat. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1164127/ I should have known http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1163147/ They all say what is right, they all say I'll be cursed if I get wrong, they all say it...and they'll all say it still http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1160939/ I pray thee... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1153784/ jfs iefds;kd fj hf;ldjk hdfjhfdjskf ;/kwpikop ] q http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1153211/ If I haven't known God, I wouldn't hate Him http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1147689/ I'm often asked why I'm strong. It's a wrong question, but I answered them anyway. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1147688/ I will run to her with the world on my side and arms open wide http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1146608/ Love isn't only for humans http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1146057/ Zombies can't eat his brain http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1145445/ It's me, 'tis my reality http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1144881/ It's not that I don't know, there's just too many answers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1144215/ Look at her, she's my poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1142558/ She wants it, she craves for it. But don't give too much, she doesn't need it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1142047/ 'Tis a rather personal piece http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1141999/ That awkward moment you have so many thoughts you want to convey, and you suddenly ran out of words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1141453/ Life...is a gift from God only He should take http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1140909/ Love can move mountain but this opposite, sometimes we have to set someone free, in the name of love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1140265/ Let's have the same nightmare...big brother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1139725/ They say wait for it, but what if it mistakenly forgot you? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1138550/ Some truths are silent, and some are innocent. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1138056/ The game we never want http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1137516/ Don't get me wrong. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chsayori/1136880/