http://slow.writerscafe.org/stanism The original writings of author AMetaphoricalSoul en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776053774 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We found the things that dwell beneath Explored the spaces in between We named and sorted everything And broke them down to make them singWe've found a use for everything And we will use up anything We'll bend the world to our willUntil we've used more than our fillWe are not not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2822865/ Your smile is a stormA tempest that washes over meFilling my lungs and stealing my breathWith waves of light shining from within you and crashing through my eyes Making my stomach think it could flyYour smile pulls at me like the silhouette of a forgotten dream I've felt it b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2808208/ A thought is a treeA mind, a forestForever growingReaching new heightsBranches extending branchesUntil the dried-up tips disappearI've lost sight of themThey've extended too farThey've entered a fog I cannot seethroughI'm making new branches, growing newtreesBut t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2487162/ It’s been 30 years of questioning and I have nothing much to showI’ve been up but now I’m down and it’s feeling kind of slowI have clothes, I have a roof, but is that really all there is?Is all there is to this life really just some never-ending quiz?But the answers n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2161714/ Inspired by The Wheel of Time http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2146301/ Time makes lonely soulsTurns hearts to stoneErodes all hopeIt weighs heavy on those who are aloneWho have no one to holdLoneliness is coldIt crawls inside and makes a homeChilling the boneFeeding on the empty air of silence all aroundDevouring all soundEmptiness is feeling it all.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2144963/ Through all the pain and miseryThe misfortunes of my historyI’ve tried to keep a smile on my faceA tired straining that cannot be tracedThe burden of my memoriesA suffering worth centuriesHas shaped me into something frailPure empathy behind this veilSo please be gentle w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2143982/ He tries to break through This veil of murky thoughts,This lethargic disposition.Bored of his awareness,Unconscious to how he truly feels.Focused only on escapeTo elude this dull continuance.Making sense of what is missing,Of what holds back his expression.Sifting through this.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2115831/ I think I’ve finally lost my soul todayThe draining of my heart fell to the groundThe puddle of my warmth spilled in the bayAnd in the darkness my empathy drownedExperience now filtered through the pastMy memories defined by apathyFor now I dwell among a different casteIndiffer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2114695/ I said all that I could sayStill you turned and walked away I always knew you would not stayYet my love for you was underwayAs you can see I'm not okay My vibrant world has turned to greyI let my feelings drift astrayFrom this life that I betray My heart expired, left to decayYou n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2105153/ Strike the matchStart the fireThe flame’s a catchAs it grows higherFeed the sparkFeel the heatLight the darkIt burns so sweetWarm the heartTend the embersA work of artA red DecemberA sultry passionA tender glowIn amorous fashionThe patterns flowA smoke did rise.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2103502/ I would like to thank you for making me who I amYou have modeled me into a fully realized mental case Providing me with your legacy of traumaLetting me inherit your painTeaching me your faultsBreeding your torment into meI am the heir to your throne of flawsNext in line to pass on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2100599/ Like emerald oceansLush forests submerged in seas of white Circling the profound darknessI sail adrift beneath the surfaceTaken in by the astral depthBlissfully drowning on a beauty sublimeReflecting like light filtered through infinite prisms of glassStars shining out like beaconsIl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2099110/ I despise pursuitThe game of the chaseI am the mouse hunting the foxFood for the slaughterStalking my own demiseI am prepared to concedeAbandon this fruitless crusadeLet me be the courtedEndeavour to gain my favourShow me you are worthy of my interestI have done enough to convey .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2098853/ I’ve been thinking a lot and I’ve been here beforeCaring too much, feeling too strongly, opening myself up to be hurtPain being felt on a different level until it reaches a thresholdA breaking point that forces a change in meAttempting to take it all in stride and make me stronge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2098658/ Indulged by my faults, I’m held on by a thread Forced down my throat, tied around my stomachAnd there’s something pulling, squeezing it tighterI’m bursting at the seams, on the brink of destructionMaking me sick with despair, heaving out my sanityI’ll fight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2098357/ I'm trying so hardIt hurts so muchI'm dying without youOh, the painOh godI can't breatheWhere are you?I've been waiting for youFor so f*****g longCounting the secondsSearching for youYou're not f*****g thereYou're not f*****g realI'm so aloneOh f**kCan't breatheIt hur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2097113/ Conversations with myselfA cry for helpCarefully chosen words to provide ambiguityHiding behind the artistryAllusions and metaphors in place of the literal truthDeeply intimate issues put on displayShrouded by interpretationMy heart bleeding in plain sightObscured by the craftMy pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2097103/ Every time I feel like s**t, it feels just a little bit worse So every time I hurt, it's the worst feeling everThe pain just piles upThe knife slides in just a bit deeper And when all I feel is painEach second that goes by is the worst moment of my lifeUntil the next second o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2096891/ I am the God of FireThat rips and ruins through the landI am the wood and wireThat sparks and burns by my handI am the Whispering DeathThe end of all through ash and windI am life's dying breathThe answer to all of those who've sinnedI crush stone and steelUntil only I remainI wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2096829/ I put this precious snow globe up on a shelfAn intact symbol to remind myself That looking too close could cause it to shatterWhen what's on the inside should not even matterSo I take it down and put it awaySomewhere hidden and dark so it could be safeI want this snow globe out of my min.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2095668/ Beauty is the broken, the damagedBeauty is the scarred, the tried and tested Give me all your flawsGive me all your traumaShow me what you've been through And the strength that pushed you forward A sheltered life has felt no true conflictUnaware of the full scope of emotions For that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2094796/ These four walls are closing in The loneliness is claustrophobic The shaky isolation pressing down on meBurying meTrapping me in placeI breathe as if my heart had just been broken My mind races through the details of the silence Adding to the pressure My spine vibratesSending elect.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2094157/ Am I trying hard enough?I believe the universe is testing meAm I doing what is required to learn the lessons placed before me?Am I staying on the path that will lead me to succeed?Am I suffering through these grave misfortunes in just the right way?Or are all my decisions made just a serie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2093948/ Did I do something wrong or has paranoia set in?It's been four minutes since you left and my head is starting to spinI noticed you saw me but you did not see withinI took note of all gestures as they cut through so thinEvery time that you spoke you'd lick your lips to begin Every breath in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2093933/ I try to dull my mind Try to make myself blind To the thoughts that attackI try to seal up the cracks But they keep seeping outLike a leak in the spoutTrying to hold it all inBut it bleeds through my skinThe drugs ease the painUntil I feel sane But I won't be myselfPut my truth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2092538/ I am a different person every single dayThrough managing an emotional awakeningI constantly have new epiphanies as I gain various perspectivesUnderstanding undiscovered aspects of myself as I access new insightArriving unrelentingly swift giving limited time to grasp the fresh conceptsRequ.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2091032/ I have gladly settled in a positionContent with where the standards lieYet in times of need for validation and warmthI have given in to a weaknessWishing for what is convenient and immediateBut always unattainableThe subject is immaterialBut relevant to what fits my ideal desiresPa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2090865/ I see colours in the darkRushing past my line of sightLike a thousand shooting starsFlashing through a prismSpreading in my visionA rave of pure sunshineDrifting in the spectrumThe glow of what we areEvery soul and sparkShining on a higher levelExisting on a different planeLike.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2090705/ If I am the cause of your painThen you should be rid of meYou are too good to sufferToo valuable for my defectsYou are a treasureAnd I am a rot that spreadsThe s**t that corruptsAnd you deserve better than my infectionYou are so much more than my failingsI need not be savedFor my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2090676/ There are daysWhere my emotions betray my intentionsWhere my thoughts betray my heartWhere self-expression is a medicine to meBut a curse for othersWhere the weight I lift off my shouldersBecomes a heavy burden to the ones I loveThere are nightsWhere I lay awake with the consequenc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2090669/ I wish you had met me long ago When I was naive, pure, more innocentThis bitter, jaded person that stands before you carries too much burden You deserve to know me before When hope still existed When confidence fed my optimismBefore this darkness took hold of meWhere I could lift you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2090290/ When we are together I think about how far apart we areEvery inch a mile to my broken mind Can you feel that?The air between us, sharp on the edge of tension The moments passing, cold from the inside out But to close the distance would cause an apocalypse between usA change in the winds .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2090181/ Locking eyes with a strangerJust longer than a split secondSharing a brief glimpse into each other’s soulsAccidentally brushing pastThe abrupt contact electrifyingSending a warm shiver through the entire bodyA small act of kindnessWith friendly words spokenCompanions for a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2089772/ Where is meaning when the cause is lost?Where is hope when meaning is gone?Our repetitive natureStructured, rigidInconsequential distractionsKeeping busy to pass the timeClimbing imaginary ladders The fight to remain occupied just to reach the end of it allAvoiding it until it comes,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2081892/ Every thought I havehurts.I've become obsessedwith how much of a mess I am.I constantly pushmyself to see how much I can takeKnowing full well I canbarely handle breathing.I overestimate mystrength of will.I'll never be who Iwant to beAnd I'll never be okaywith who I am... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2054963/ Do you remember lyingtogether after we first kissed?You pulled me close andI felt your breath on my skinYou wrapped your armsaround meAnd I felt like I wasbeing pulled inWithin the confines ofyour soulYour head on my chestYour fingers in my hairThe memory of your lipsI be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2046354/ Emotions in the dark Burning in my soul like a dying spark A stranger in my head A memory of a life from a time long dead Questioning reality Time and space is but a dream Wading through existence Shedding my resistance My mind, its own dimension Waiting for ascension I'm losing faith http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/2001746/ Listening to alot of Green Day lately and was inspired to write this. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1841030/ I remember all those Iused to talk toAll the connections Ithought were realI remember the numerousfeelings of joy bonding with othersOver common interestsand compatible personalitiesAnd even when ouropinions differedWe would unite over andrespect each others' dissimilarities.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1795530/ Have you ever been in love?I thought I was but it was just hope for a better futureSo now I lay here aloneFilled with regret but still hoping and wishing that it actuallyexistsI want it to find meI want it to embrace and consume meBut how will I know?How will I know i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1782550/ An attack of the mindis a trifle of great malevolenceYet an attack of theheart is a bittersweet movement of the soulIt is a mixture ofsevere elation with a quiet hint of dolenceMind become devoid oflucidness and I feel in entirety wholeI am filled like juiceto a sanguine treeWith.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1671103/ Not really sure what this is. Poem... piece... thing... whatever http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1659868/ I don't want to sleepwith youNot that I'm againstthe ideaBut my lust for you ismuch more innocent and pureI just want to kiss youTo feel your soft, wetlips against mineTo taste your warmbreath and drink you inI just want to look atyouTo see you smile andlaugh an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1552061/ The Aether The void The vacuum of space I exist between it all I’m a gap in existence I am the nothing that exists I am known, but unseen I am nothing more than a concept An idea My image is empty But my soul is real My thoughts are palpab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1422793/ lyrics http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1271944/ Fragile thing broken, shattered remainsof a past long forgottenWhat's left of me has become a fadedmemoryI'm a soft shadow of my former selfDrifting through life unnoticed like aghost without a graveA man without purpose, withoutconnectionIsolated and trapped in rememberingwhen t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/1115278/ When I was three years old I had astrokeLuckily I didn't croakIt's not a jokeThat's why today I don't drink, dodrugs, or smoke... muchI'm still a human beingIt's just a man you're seeing hereI still like to be with friends and popopen the odd cold can of beerI just drink it from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/980645/ I'm justWaiting for the sun to go downI'm waiting for the sky to call me inWaiting for this moment to beginI amSearching for that beautiful soundI'm searching for that feeling fromwithinSearching for that one passionate sinBecause youYou fade awayLost on the windAnd I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/974114/ How comeWhen I wake up everyday I look outside and the whole world'sjust shades of grey?I don't know what I can doI'm stepping on eggshells just so I canwork throughThese decisions cause strifeDo I want a house and a wife?And a kid who'll resent me for the restof his life?Or .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/stanism/970180/