http://slow.writerscafe.org/BlyndSikick The original writings of author BlyndSikick en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018850 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  Starin out into the moonlightOf a cold nightWhere there’s no warmthCause there’s no lightAnd there’s no you Tryin to find something that feels rightSomethin that’s brightBut you’re not hereIt ain’t alrightDunno what to do Al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/485995/  Greed.It’s a powerful emotionMore powerful than I could have ever imagined.And guess what?Yep.I’m in its clutches.They say the grass is always greenerOn the other side.…And this time…They were right. I’m addicted.I knew this would .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/476091/  Awoken from my hibernationTo find a land of greenMuch different from the world of whiteI’d previously seen. The white was cold and strangely black:A world of isolation.It begged my world to sleep untilI found some consolation. For many days and many nights.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/458899/  MmmThis one’s a long time coming isn’t it?But my head is a dangerous place toLock myselfBut Oh! How so often do I do it. In all the crazeI’m finally back to the one place that makes sense.This notepad (word document, whatever)Where my thoughts transform.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/445664/ Gullible much? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/431705/ And so we meet again…Confused beyond all reasonI amAre you?Everything we’ve done togetherAnd everything we haven’tHas me in a whirl. I know we’ve been here beforeBut the stakes keep getting higherAnd tonightTonightWell I don’t even know w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/430070/  All that I’ve wanted andAll that I’ll beIs out there somewhereJust waiting for me. Beyond all the fog,Opaqueness, and rustMy future is waiting;I know that it must. Calling me further,My own motivation,Waiting to give meA standing ovation. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/429672/  My inner struggle left to fightFor what is wrong and what is rightWhat is dark and what is brightWhat weighs heavy, what weighs light My ignorance keeps seeping inDrawing out, never thinOne of saint or one of sin?Will I know? And if so, when? Countless times I&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/429240/  Imagine meeting you right hereAt this time in the morn'.Can you see into my eyesAnd see behind the scorn?My trouble lies without these wallsSome miles and miles away.You might just help me fix itThat is, if you'd like to stay.I'm not in town a lotAlthough you're there mos.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/429073/ OH NO!Not again!This can't be happening...I created these skeletons just over a year agoAnd while one has haunted me continuallyThe other has lied fallowThe constant annoyance we'll call the Red SkeletonDeep is its color Its eyes constantly trip me up.This new pain is at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/429071/  An assassin follows my trail.No ordinary assassin,But one who toys with her victims.Engages them mentally.Physically. Spiritually. Emotionally.And next on her list; me.How long I’ve been there,Who knows?But I’m there.And have been for some time.But.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/429070/  [Prologue]A lonely passerby Wanders through an open fieldWith an endless dark skyAnd hereHe feels at one with EarthAway from all worldly troublesAnd other-worldly troublesHe closes his eyes And slowly begins to thinkAbout life and what it meansFor himself and ot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlyndSikick/429069/