http://slow.writerscafe.org/AbelGarcia The original writings of author Abel Garcia en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776094724 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Please my daughter,You mustn't cry.Your father is here for you,He is here to help you,I may not be much,But I love you such.Please my daughter,You mustn't lie.Don't hide your pain,Don't try to keep yourself shut,Let yourself free,You can tell me.Please my daughter,You will find peace.We are but ants.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/798581/ You and I have reached our peak. However, you shall continue on your path down from here, as I must leave you to it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/797182/ I Feel The Cool Wind,Down This Long Hill I Must Tread,Faster And Faster! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/795544/ Shed For Me One Tear,But please do not cry for me,I wish you no pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/795111/ Whisper To Me Twice,Do Not Whisper Me A Lie,Then Whisper Once More. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/795108/ Time and Time again,I sit and watch this field,I remember how it began.So long ago,This field was full of snow,The heat was not existent,The sun never showed.There was never any light, never any fight.Just a field long ago,Full of nothing but snow.Then there was a small spark,It all began there,The .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/795105/ My life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/649789/ Where is this place,It is stuck in a permanent winter,The snow never moves,Always frozen in the same position,As if time has stopped before me,It is always alone, Nobody greets me,As I sit alone,Watching the wandering souls,I seem to be accompanied,Yet the souls don't exis.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/649779/ On this old road,I see a familiar face, Standig infront of me,It is cold, the winter air attacks me,Yet I march forward, maybe I'll find the face. On this old road,I run forward,The ground below me is covered in glass,I bleed upon the earth, On this old road,I ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/649770/ Cold snow lays on the ground before me,This must be what was foretold,I sit in the middle of it,Such peace and grace,It is calm here, I feel safe. This snow is familiar, Ive seen it before,The Ice is slowly melting,Calming the core,I see the end of the peace,It's coming towa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/635271/ This is where it begins,This is where is ends,I've been here before,I've seen this place,It has always taunted me. It is dark, cold, and snow covered,It is the opposite of the flower,It's a horrible place,It is only accessible as i sleep,It is know to all. Dreams... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/635268/ Whether i ever fought or not,Does that matter?People mustn't judge on appearence,but the do judge on your soul,mine is shattered.Does that make me a disgrace?I'm one of those hidden lights,One that is missing,Unimportant,Insignificant,Inconsequential. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/634816/ ミッシング http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/634815/ The cold wind is all you feel here,There is no warmth in this place,Nobody can find it,There may never be anyone else,Its harder to find life each day,And the temperature drops,Then when it starts to freeze,The snow melts,The storm is over,And i feel freed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/616496/ Theres many kinds friends here,The kind that you can talk to,The kind that can help you out,And the Best Kind,The kind that never leave. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/616402/ It isn't the darkness you see when you look around,Its obviously the light,But as you look closer,The world can be a dark place.There is a Grove,One of pure crystal,It shows reflections of darkness,Nobody deserves to see it,Not even Thine Own Darkness,Not even the darkness of the friend,Nor Neighbor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/616133/ The Flames,They are the world's frames,They came,For no man to tame,always the same,Never give fame,They are hell,and so are we,Those in this world do nothing but destroy,We are millions of Coy,We can't be freed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/555828/ Has my Life just begun,I see a second Sun,It must be the One,I then Begin to Run,The only piece of land,Is a small grain of sand,that is where i stand,Im am not near anyone,Or away from anyone,I am truly Alone,Or am I ? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/555823/ When you look at the sky,The sky looks at you,Your like a fruit on a huge network of trees,If you look closely,You see an apple staring at you,And it may just be me,But the sky looks lovely,It makes me want to fall of my tree,And explore the Orchard. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/555426/ The whole year was based upon friends.The kind of friend that lends,The kind of friend that mends,The kind of friend that bends,You lent me some light,So i continued to fight,You mended my soul,So i made my life count in whole,You bent my path upward,So i pressed on forward,People speak on Guardian .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/555272/ Count the millions of stars,they're like billions of cars,Me Behind Bars,or Woman flying past mars,Life takes them far,Look around,Maybe then you'll be found,and Realize you've been lifted off the ground,Only you control your fate,Live?,or set you final date,Are you Loved or lost?,a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/555264/ About Peace and Chaos http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AbelGarcia/495416/