http://slow.writerscafe.org/Castalia The original writings of author Castalia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776079106 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wrote this when a friend was going through a rough time... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302612/ Is there anyone there?Could you help me?I’m looking for something...But, I’m afraid, I’m lost.I came from the woods,Far east, near the heavens.Where the fairies play,And the dragons roar.I come from a placeDeep inside a neverlandIt’s fill with candy-canes,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302339/ Mi corazón ha sentido felicidad,Un sentimiento que ya se marcho y no regresa.Que se fue con mi niñez e inocencia.Esa niñez que extraño, esa inocencia que amo.Mi felicidad la trajo el conocimientoDe saber que estaba protegida.Vivir fuera de la realidad,En m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302337/ Just because I’m gone, Do you need to forget me?Just because I’m forgotten, Do you need to vanish me?Don’t silence me, I’m already mute.Did you hear my screams?Did you listen to my whisper?I’ll stay quiet.I won’t say a word.I’ll guard.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302251/ Me pregunto si me crees. Si es que ves a través de mis mentiras,Si es que lo vez y no te importa. Algunas veces me pregunto.Si miras mis ojos y ves lo hechos,Si miras mis pensamientos verdaderos. Una vez me pregunte.Si acatas mi dolor perdido,Si acatas mis herida.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302233/  You look at me,With hurtful eyes.I’m so sorry,But, understand,I’m sorry for the way I am. I’ll stand here,With cigarette in hand,Writing my apologies for you.Hoping forgiveness.Just know: I never meant to hurt you. Our words are always the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302214/ Walking through the woods,I stumbled upon my reflection.I saw it laying motionless,Just a little out of my reach.It didn't look anyhting like me.The creature seemed dead,As far as I could tell.She was beautiful,Yet I was repulsed by her.Two wings, I spotted, on her back;One w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/302202/  This sorrow is so blind,This spirit is now sore,My heave is again dead,My bared secret mourns.   I want leave of this forsaken cage. I’ve bled and stained this long journey.As darkness fulfils my lost age.Nothing remains with me... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/301926/ Welcome to my mind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Castalia/300908/