http://slow.writerscafe.org/ImpliedQuotient The original writings of author Clover en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776076487 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Why does it always feel like I'm alone?You're right next to me, but still too far away to touch....It's been like this forever, and it's too f*****g much. If you never wanted me, you should've just said itDon't bother with me now...I can see it on your lips, even when they're closed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/439416/ In a prison for the soulI'm stuck.Too bright to seeToo close to touch.But if I can't see it, can't touch it,Can't leave...Is it a prison?Where illusion is the fabric of reality,And words are drowned in chaos,And thoughts subdued with hate...That is a prison.I'm alone.Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435772/ Windows in the world,Big and small, old and new.You can see anything if you look through.We're all in front of windowsSitting, staring, everyday.We can't tear ourselves away,But there's a new world every secondAnd we watch the old ones fray.We're all alone in one big crowd,The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435771/ Does anyone knowwhat love looks like?Is it the glimmer of froston the trees, just after dawn?Or the search for something lostand the joy when it's found?Is the embrace of a friend,that will never know they are more to you?Or the smile given by a strangerthat made you smile too?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435770/ I'm lost...Lost in a web of falsehoodand fabrication.I thought I knewwhat I was getting into...but all I got was pain.I suppose I got what I deservedgot what I needed...but now I'm defeated.Utterly, truly, lost.I can't hear your words,and even if I could,I wouldn't care.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435769/ I can't breathe.I'm choking in a sunlight condition,and it seems like I need permissionto live.You lock me out,then complain that I'm not in.so how do I win?Or am I playing a gamewhere the result's just the same...Lose.First you're there, then your eyes slip past mine.Sho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435768/ To my dearest... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435766/ Hate.They hate you.Did you know that?Day after day, you break your back for them,and all you get is bullshit.Day after day,you sell your soul to them,only to see them crush it.You never see them,but you hear them.You'll never know they're there,but they are.Like demon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ImpliedQuotient/435764/