http://slow.writerscafe.org/StephL The original writings of author StephL en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776201067 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 What we look for vs. what we areWe all want to be friends with someone who can just talk.About anything, just to break the slience. We all worry about saying the right things, even though that leads to slience. We all want someone to make the first move,yet we are all scared to do it.We all want an .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1408880/ The boy wonders if other people don't care about god. If they don't care about usernames on the net, if they will never meet someone they met on-line, and they don't even know how to meet someone on-line. Do other other people check the same six or seven websites the way they check their fridge. Kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1368009/ The boy sits alone in his room. Let me back up. The room is painted purple, There is a beige carpet on the floor and stucco ceiling. There is a poster of Anikin Skywalker on his wall. No, he is not  a big fan of star wars, but his grandmother gave it to him when he was a kid and he has never t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1368004/ I met this girl, it's been a while.I fell in love with her face, her smile.She is beyond nice, she's smart too,I dont think she has ever told a lie, or been lied to.But she holds a secret, one she can't confessEverything thought in her mind, its a mess.She dreams of pain, of deathShe dreams of takin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1367979/ inspire by the movie 'Big fish' http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1367954/ Never being able to sleep,that`s when it is the worst.being out in public, just wanting to be alone.Being alone,just needing a distraction.Nothing can capture the attention needed,needed to forget about this,even for a second.Nowhere is safe.Nothing is helpful.Drowning within one`s self.the dep.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1336111/ The stormy deary nightthe panicked flight,the ceaseless blamethe knife, the gun. so quick in the rain.tired of the shouting, tired of the feartired of hiding the mask.using make-up to cover the bruises.using glasses to cover the bags of sleepless nights.the killing in the alley shouldve been easy.Tw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1336105/ The monsters went from beneath our bed into our head.We used to be picky with what we ate, now we throw it up regardless.We are a sick nation.We all called humanity.We hate each other based on who we love,We give no thought about those who chose to hate.We care so little for what we do to each other.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1316733/ (incomplete) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1226690/ a 100 word or less horror story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1217581/ Sticks and stonesMay break bonesBut lies and deceitAre what I do best, my sweetRoses are redViolets are dead  I never loved you it was all in your head http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1176006/ If I let you inIt will all come pouring inLike water down a drain while it rains.washing the cigarette butts all the same.Outside of the mind is a world full of toxins.waiting to infect one of my self inflicted lesions,The horror of the world seeps in.Osmosis of the season.Treason to my bodyEnemy of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1174430/ How are youI'm tiredtried of whatOf all the insensitive people, who are better defined has demons, of all the pressure better classified has feelingsof all the changes classified of seasonsOf all the classifications found inside of life.Death of plants is called winterDeath of me is called.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1171206/ We learned about ballads in my english class ( 8 and 6 syllables repeating) So I tried. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1166846/ I've travelled the world and sailed upon it.I've crossed huge seasI went searching to find itand it was I used to be.My reason for livingMy deeper meaning,The reason to let go of my all my misgivings,A way to give stop my disease from interfering.She has always sat across from meJust far enough.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1164828/ A quick poem I wrote. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1159682/ I wait all week to meet someoneand when I wake up the day after there is no oneand I like it that way.I can spend months, weeks, dayslearning a new name, new face,new gameThe dance is different but the steps stay the same.I met someone newand she is just like me.expect shes beautifuland th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1146450/ Do you ever give up on the life you're living?You should be happy but you aren't?A life that needs fixing,the life where nothing is falling apart?I've laughed nights awayand spent all day crying.But the way I'm wasting todayis putting both to shameI feel hollow,Like everyone doesBut I have.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1144077/ Sometimes has I lay in my bedI think of the day and all the things I saidHow it could all be differentIf what i said was a little bit relevantHow are you?isn't asking someone to lie.sup?Isn't a way to say i'm not fineInstead of hugging everyone in greetingwhat if i let them see meHave one person who.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1140884/ short snippets of how I felt at different ages http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1140875/ I live life trying to be happy But I never am.Once I get happy I always ruin it again.I question all I love. Until no one can take itSo I sit here and think How long can I fake it?I hate all I love Because I care about itMy faith in myself is gone I don't think I can bare it.I'm good at pretending I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1135689/ I'm a teenage dirtbag babySpending nights up lonely latelyBeen thinking about you dailyYou should visit me maybe?You left so abruptlyYour feelings fell so suddenlyYou took my heartWhen I heard your car startI knew I would never see you againI lost you to the  lights and famelife will never be t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1133593/ I want my funeral to be held at night,Without a soul in flight.There won't be a tear in sight,When I begin my lonely plight.Life melts like the falling snow.This life will end for us all.The water goes down the drain,We sell ourselves for a bit of fame.We are careful through life,We learn all the ru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1128843/ The home of the freebuilt with chains.The land of the lostThe conquerors reclaimed.A land found A dump made.We can't regain what we lostuntil we give up what we gained.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1120304/ a poem made of haikus http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1116554/ Life with Illnesses. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1116036/ You're too attractive for suicideEven if pain subsides when you dieWhen all you can do is surviveLive it up before you pay the tollDecide to let it all go. The final bell to ring.The children will cease to singIf life never lets you winDeath will take you in.Once its over, its goneYou will neve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1115267/ a poem about how we see ourselves http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1113540/ typical classroom stuff http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1112166/ a work in progress http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1108861/ I lay in bed listening to your heart beatyoure pretending to be asleepthe door creaks openthe light  awakens meyour naked form is all i seeyou come backand begin to cryi sit up and sighi ask 'whats wrong'you dont know'but its killing me though''this isnt you' i whisper'youre too strong'you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1107999/ untrue love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1107505/ a rough draft of something I wrote a long time ago. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1107500/ A poem i wrote for a contest a while ago http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StephL/1106950/