http://slow.writerscafe.org/davepkm The original writings of author Mr. Revan en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984029 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Free verse off voice to text. No proofreading, no pauses. Just a deep breath and sending it to the shadow realm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/2936480/ Quick thing to announce myself before probably departing yet again for another 6 years. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/2903575/ When I said people change,when i said I wanted something closer.I had no clue. But you did.When I gave up my friendship to chase some tail,I had no clue.But you did.You did.Im trapped in my mind now,just trying to hold on.I know you're somewhere.But ripping lines from a suicide song won't fix anythi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/2066696/ One day I held a letter, one you'd wrote yourself.It seemed like the very next moment was a final goodbye. Don't respond. Don't contact.Fade away. 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It's all in my head.I don't know how to move forward.I can't go backwards.I can't end the journey early. I just have to hope I don't think... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1842029/ Hello, my old friend.I thought I'd never see you again.Why did you come back now?Bringing storm clouds to bring me down.I give in too easy, and let you take the wheel.But you destroy everything good, and leave me alone.Live in my own bubble for far too long,And you bring depressi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1828197/ Completely random, might improve upon it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1815922/ If I could take the pain away, I would.Sacrifice myself for the greater good.Time would go on,But I'd make sure I held up the sun..So you could still see just how beautiful you are,Even though it pains me to stare from afar.If two souls became one,Would I still worry about you wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1813853/ I wrote a little poem,But it dragged on too far.And i know those dont amuse you,So lets keep this short.I still have it, its unfinished.Ill never let you see it.You dont need to know my pain.Youve got enough already. Dont want you to see these tears in my eyes,Or know the hellf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1812339/ No need for punctuation tonight.Or grammar or proper sentence structure. All i want to say is damnit.Goddamnit.Its hard to be strong,When you need to be a rock.You have to bring out the best in yourself. Hide the darker one.Oh hell,i dont give a damn if god himself was my opponen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1812333/ No matter what happens,Its gonna be alright.Even if the worst news is delivered to your front door.Even if you have to flee the hell and seek sanctum.Even if all your efforts and hard work are wasted.Its gonna be alright.No matter how hard it makes you cry.No matter how scared you become.No matter h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1807494/ Its so weird how a seemingly innocent change to your life makes everything different. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1807479/ Several minutes of walking through damp and rotten junctions passed before we stopped hearing the thuds from gun batteries firing. I found it interesting that the shields were designed so you could fire OUT of them, but not the other way around. Shepard informed me the tech was miniaturized in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1801368/ Awoken from my restless dreams of blissful entanglement with my adversary, looking down on me were three absolute terrors. Spartan 117, the UNSC's luckiest supersoldier, Lord Revan, the Prodigal Knight of the Jedi Order, and John Shepard, hero of the Alliance. I never thought I'd end up working wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1790178/ The first conscious breath pulled in Ash and rust. I was alone in a crumbling former factory. The floors had gaping holes in them, some bits of charred steel and concrete were spread about; a fire lit the corner of a support wall fenced by columns. My eyes groggily recognized the shadow setting slo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1790157/ Just a bit of fanfiction. Working title. happy enough with work so far to publish for now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1790139/ Part three of the Forest series. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1786117/ Check reviewer note for link to first in series. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1785736/ Always on the edge of my reality, so close, but every time I wake up, she is gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1785626/ Just another lengthy, drawn out "poem" dedicated to this idea of a love stronger than the physical existence I have. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1784949/ this reality doesn't seem real to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1784942/ This figment of my imagination never ceases to charm my inner soul http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1784930/ many times, whether together or by myself, some form of EDM pulsates in the background, keeping the influx of change in life, space, and time somewhat stable. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1783755/ Forever a quest to search for a purpose,grabbing at straws, reaching for anything,to give a sense of direction.To find solace in a painful inferno of choices.What does it mean to find, let alone serve,a purpose. Is it infinite?When it is over, what do you do?What happens when you fail?In a sense I'v.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1783439/ It starts out as though I'm on some faraway planet.But I remember this place, I know its populace, filthy scum and thieves alike. I'm not here for them.I've been tracking someone. I always have been.I think I was born with this knowledge.She's always been in my heart.It felt like ever.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1783028/ Is it so bad to say? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1783023/ Lets forget punctuation, rhymes, and grand overshadowing meanings.I haven't written much on here in awhile. You can browse my works... The hundreds that Ive posted.Some are good, some are s**t.But the most important thing i think this site has done for me, is give me a snapshot of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1777259/ I aint doing fine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1764005/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1656907/ Its been so long.I've suffered success and cherished defeat.Withered at opportunities and cherished fantasies.Its only been twenty long years.They've gone by so fast. They've been present for so long.The world was so different.But maybe now its just the same.Times are changing, so few of us rem.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1523558/ The anguish of still loving someone after theyve long since left your daily existence. 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Too true, too true. A B*****d child born out of impossibility.sheltered.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1044500/ We'll see this life,commit to doing good things.We won't do no more harm,We won't get in trouble with the law. Its time for us to mature,to grow, use our experience.Now's the time for us to live,but to become adults. We can't always take back the mistakes,or change the past.But we can hope.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/davepkm/1043300/ The story of my life... F**k my story. Its s**t.Its grotesque, greedy, deceitful, and selfish.I am selfish. 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