http://slow.writerscafe.org/LostAndDangerous The original writings of author SilentScreamingTears en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776332639 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Why don’t I hear a single thing I want to say?Why do I never learn the first time and the easy way?Test, test, there we goNow I hear my words begin to flowThere's no reason you should listen or trust what I have to sayJust because I also exist doesn't mean I know the wayThe best thing I can do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/3121620/ You know that feeling when you won't be giving a promotion, again, because you're too good at what you do? Yeah. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/2892908/ Scullion of Lost Time has a back and forth that depicts the cycle of emotional drowning and intellectual realization. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/2843248/ Let the tears falllet them leave your eyes.Let the pain come out and the healing beginwhile your head is on my shoulder x2your heart is about to break for goodyou can't take this anymoreyou can't do this all aloneLet me be what you never were for meLet me be someone you can talk to someone that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/2815730/ Emotions are high, it's the middle of the night, and I can't be sure who's right. How can I tell the right path to take? Too dark for light but so many immediate choices to make.Fight or flight's supposed to keep you alive. With either one I'm drowning in their tarpit of emotions. The tropical mess .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/2815729/ While the moon's glowing above me and the stars shine in their place, I wonder what it's like up there, unbothered in space.While the moonlight shines into my room, I am breaking underneath;I'm coming apart and I'm falling fast; I wonder how long this torment can last before it destroys me and I won.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/2174179/ 'Par for the course. Oh, I hate that stupid game.' With one grunt and the last of his ambition, the sore hands finally managed to pull the large and heavy metal cylinder. The rocking and trembling of the surface beneath and his exhaustion had made it a several-minute struggle to remove the item from.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/2107149/ This is all a work in progress. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1895941/ "Three, two, one..." His fingers counted down as his lips formed each unspoken number. The muscles of the camouflaged behind him were tense long before 'one' and there was no hesitation- the instant his hand formed the signal, they moved. Four uniformed figures, one female and four male, slipped pa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1861036/ Her mind screamed at her to shut off the dang alarm and get up. She had been laying in the warm bed for nearly ten minutes, wrapped in her plush comforter, but her daily torment await her tired soul and she slowly sat up. To be accepted, she would have to be accomplished and for that, she told anyo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1424127/ Her mind screamed at her to shut off the dang alarm and get up. She had been laying in the warm bed for nearly ten minutes, wrapped in her plush comforter, but her daily torment await her tired soul and she slowly sat up. To be accepted, she would have to be accomplished and for that, she told anyo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1424117/ Wet.The lines on my cheeks are wet.The water that poured from my eyes tasted of salt and felt of brokenness.The tears came from my broken heart.My head pounded with pain from an hour of crying, but I was used to this.Every night I did this.Every night I heard what they said.Every night I suffered fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1366542/ Hey. Hey! No, over here. Please look at me. Please see me. Please accept me. I can help you! Don’t walk away! Please… not again… not again… This always happens. They always crave my presence and they ignore their heart’s desires, telling them that I should be there, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1366421/ Let the tears falllet them leave your eyes.Let the pain come out and the future of healing ingrain itself into the cracks.Your heart is about to break for goodyou can't take this anymoreyou can't do this all alone.Let me be what they never were for melet me be someone who will hearyou can trustyou c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1362907/ Close your eyeshold your heartwhatever you need so the crying does not startopen them nowyou can seethe damage they have done to me.Cuts, scarsbruiseshopes marredLove is not lostit was never knownTo this lovely heartTo this lonely soulHer hope he'd stole and left her all alone againheart stolenHe le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1362906/ Nobody wants the broken glass or the sad memories from their pain-filled past.Nobody wants the things to come if it's the pain of death's slow drum.Nobody buys the broken things; they'd rather have a box that sings.Nobody hears the broken heart's cry because nobody wants a sobbing mess.No one buys t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1308541/ Found poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1264624/ I'm sick of the hurtI'm sick of the painI'm done with the lies, the fear and the games.I'm sick of the corruption in our governments and our hearts.I'm sick of my incapabilities but it's too late to start againHope is goneNothing is on the mendWho knows what's around the bend?There is no sign that g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1263014/ I was walking in strange woods one night, lost, scared andalone. I grumbled about all my troubles and how I often felt worked to thebone. Then I heard a painful cry, one that reached my heart. It was of sorrow,pain and anguish right from the very start. I wondered who could be out here,in th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1263007/ Honestly, I haven't written a song since I was a little girl, so... keep that in mind, please, as you read this. 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I have a lot of hope for this one but am not sure as to what the title should be yet; two possibilities are listed above http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1170831/ I'm broken, I'm torn, bound to the floor and my heart is shorn.The binds are tight as I sit here, almost wishing that I were never born.I have to hurt to be loved;I guess I haven't hurt enough.So I hurtAnd I do things to make them hurt me,I even hurt myself,But still no love.Of course.I'm not worth .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1163045/ Pain:A strange friend and a confusing enemy.It can be the thing you crave or what you despise more than anything.Pain can be what you wish upon someone else or yourself.It can be the last thing you feelas your life slipsfrom your dying bodyor the thing that saves you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1152561/ I didn't know that I could break into even more pieces until you spoke again.I thought you loved me, I thought you cared.The sky weeps with me because to hope again I dared, now I'm so scared.Someone help me, save me, God show me that someone can care about even a horrible thing such as I, insi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostAndDangerous/1149641/