http://slow.writerscafe.org/azreilla The original writings of author azreilla en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042376 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As I traveled into the fires of hell.The gates rises and the demons begin to fill the empty space around me.Not knowing what to expect I breathe a long terriable breath.Then filling my lungs with smoke, my head starts spinning.I feel like I might be gone I feel the soul of my youth has been .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/347223/ Chilled to the bone I find myself searching, wanderings through my house.For what a soul of the one I have loved.Or shall it be the one I ought to love.The one I long for the one I would killmyself for.The pain is like two screws on either end of my head bbeing hammered into my scull.I am .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/347219/ How long was forever only time could have told.If a moment was like an hour and a second was like a week.Should we have told the secrets of the shallow hidden eyes.The screams are known quite clear.The pain is unbearable, I almost die.Do we open the cage and release the evil or hide it?B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/347217/ Slowly killing does it hurt?Do we cry or do we weep?Never finding certain peace.Screaming below my feet.Breathingfast, Breathing slow.Not knowing where to go.Ripping out my hair.Finding everything very scarse.Spinning around, Do we fall down?Shaking, burning, breaking, dying.Flyi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/347215/ Blackness covers the mind and soul within.Moving all around me right though the skin.Burning light and mending souls.Gaining lives losing heart falling from the moving light.Falling to the ground suspended in the darkness.In the blackness between life and death to return to life another da.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/346391/ Loading the gun one more time, pulling the trigger back one last time.Aming for the men knowing there are many.To many to soon, he fires the bullet slowly moves through the air.Breathing the stiff air waiting, waiting time has stopped.It silences his mind, the bullet pierces the man in the h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/346382/ To thy of the most loving faint of heart, my mind regals in a twist of my longing control and dyer faith.I can not hold back anymore why people push me to do these things I will never know.how long can I hold on to the loving you used to trust in giving.How much more will you endure for the sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/azreilla/346376/