http://slow.writerscafe.org/Apebble The original writings of author Apebble en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776034294 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I’ve wasted so much time in my life. Too much, I think, sometimes. I forget where I am, but time always remembers. So many days I have sat in a chair in front of  a screen, hoping to distract myself until something interesting happened to me, but it never did. I guess people assumed I kne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/2074475/ Everything is quiet when you're alone.At all times, there is no sound.You can hear the quiet through the noise of the TV.You can hear the quiet through the music you play too loudly.The quiet can be heard over your neighbor shouting.The quiet talks over your friends at their parties.Your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/2017946/ I hope for a world that is better than the one which I see. Not due to some misplaced idealism or a desire of something for myself, but because I look out into this world and see pieces clumped together, but never coalesce. These scattered things move and interact with each other but they never inte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1975547/ I’m guarded, conceited,Twisted and torn. I’m breaking, shaking,Callous and cold. I tempt and torture,Desecrate and destroy. I control and press,Manipulate and master. I’m surrounded, abandoned,Hated and adored... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1950577/ Letting go isn’t as easyAs everyone makes it seem.Breaking apart comes more naturally,To this dilapidated heart. I build myself up,So that I have something to destroy.An aim to tempt me into living,A dream of a damn worth giving. These are the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1931113/ I feel like I’m trapped within myself �" that my body is a cage and am lucky enough to peek through the bars. I do not associate myself with myself. I am torn between two people that I think I would like to be, but this results in a burgeoning third, who I do not like and do not wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1911765/ Upon my dream of HeavenDid I watch the world burn.In bright flame my lives went,All possession and memory,Taken by the dream of tomorrow. But tomorrow I keep in mind.Tomorrow remains in my soul.The ashes of my yesterday,Cannot dictate my today.They only r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1851911/ An attempt to mimic the mindset of someone with intense anxiety/paranoia. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1831720/ Who am I, a page, scraped blank.Ready to be written, described.My title is chosen, not by me,Scribbled across my header-That which will form my frame.Restricted by rule and guide,Flow designed to their patternInto a rhythm they decide.One line amongst many, do I write.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1776888/ Is this the whole picture,Or is this just the frame?Am I living in this world,Or living only in name? Each breath feels warm,No crispness, no chill,Only lifeless mediocrity,Dreaming, as I stand still. How can I know I live?I think, so I must be,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1769334/ She’s beautyIn the momentBut I’m not enoughIn her eyesThrough my eyes She’s the hopeIn what I used to sayBut all my wordsFall short This twisted little story,It’s all made upIn my mindIt’s the part where .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1745078/ I once dreamt of Heaven,Where I entered, chin to chest.Long awaited were the angelic voicesTo close my eyes and be blessed. Though upon my entrance it was silent,No drums nor trumpets gave their tune.Yet within the quiet came a beauty,That which no creature could.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1727721/ The voice in your head may be quiet and soft, but by no means are its chains weak. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1723981/ Why Do I Find People Boring? Well I'm Glad You Asked. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1723920/ The first chapter where I create the world. More description likely to occur. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1721646/ A Fantasy Novel with similar scope to Tolkien's Middle Earth. I likely will not reach such greatness as him, but I hope to create a unique world of my own. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1721645/ In an attempt to imitate Aristotle's philosophy writing style in a modern sense, Lapillus, the philosopher, is arguing that holidays are pollutant to society to his friend Cattalonica. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1696414/ Who am I to be me? Who am I to be both blessed and cursedwith existence? Sentenced to a life of ever present awareness that with eachand every beat of my heart there exists one less moment in which I can continueliving, yet with the distinct knowledge that with each passing second of eachsee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1693398/ I’m not the one to tell you fables,Not the one to speak out,I wish I were, but I just can’t-As I sit here losing my mind Pouring words on pages,Hoping one sentence would turn out right,Yet all I can do is fall down,And look back up at the sky.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1678219/ We stood together, side by side,Brothers strong and three.With guns in hand, hope in heart,Marching on that we may be free. Through battles fought and won,Speeches and letters of home,We three fell to twoOne lost as the war did roam. Tall we stood, p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1677127/ The death of the individual,Abandonment of person,Is this what you require, My Lord?The dissolution of desire? For I am blinded by self-Encompassed within my own.I cannot love you, Dear God.Not while I bid myself adieu. You demand of me my all,Al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1665381/ I once prayed for an angel-Pleaded for a bringer of peace.That someone may, from these chainsGrant me my release No voice was ever heard,Only thunder mocking my plea.All alone, the chains wore my skin-The only comforter? Me. I told myself stories,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1647726/ Determining the best world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1647463/ Trying to pinpoint my own feelings of inadequacy. Hopefully someone else can relate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1644334/ She’s who I need toFall back to sleep,When the world closes inAnd the lights all fade She’s everything to me,Every breath, every beat.My life, my one and only.I refuse to accept this fate. Stuck between never and always,Hoping for a d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1514570/ A story of the great love shown through charity. Although written with a religious view, it is a good showmanship of the value of giving of yourself to others - no matter the mindset. Enjoy! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1396180/ A piece on buried guilt's effects. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392883/ I started out a wanderer,A vagrant without home.So abandoned by hope,Left out to die aloneEvery whisper was poison,Every sign leading the wrong way,But I felt You watching,No matter how far I strayed. I came to a fork in the road,Both lead to apparent death.I denied to go any further,Refusing t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392474/ How can I feel hope, if I don’t see You?To see the Light at the end of the tunnel,With pain-stained eyes and broken soul.How can I feel hope, if I can’t hear You?To hear a still whisper in my heart,With ears deafened to Love’s quiet song.How can I feel hope, if I can’t feel Y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392436/ Look up and see the beauty,The splendor of the world,Listen to the oceans roar,The wind call, and the birds soarLook around, take it in,The beauty once hiddenThe scaling, snowy mountains,And the rivers that never endLook inward, to your soul,The life you take in strideFrom head to toe you are you,An.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392435/ A much better delivery of an old story of mine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392433/ Watch as the sky soars,Plainly, above your head.The so called limit,Of those alive and long since deadWatch as the sky cracks,Just slightly along the seamListen as people whisper,And children start to dreamWatch as the sky shatters,And light starts a never ending warReigning supreme for so long,But .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392396/ You are worth more,Than the world could ever see.A light to the darkness,A kind, loving beautyThe world is at your hand,At the mercy of your dreams.For who you become,Will change our destinyEach breath you take in,Renews a life worth livingA fountain of brilliance,A river of a hope worth believingYo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392395/ You are simply a waste,A being with no meaning.A slice of ignorance,Served on a golden platterYou can’t amount to much,Such trash rarely does.You will twist in the windAnd await your day to dieYou steal each breath you take,As you aren’t worth the air.A fountain of ludicrous idiocies,A r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392394/ I’ve heard countless stories,Countless tales of the beyond.They speak of adventure, of life,Things which I can hardly dreamBattles crawling with thousands,Armies marching in perfect unison,The sound of cannon fire,And the army drums beatingShips setting sail across the ocean,With pirates waiti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392387/ How long have you run,From the fear of yourself?Scared to be who you are,Deep down, past that shrouded heartFor too long you've hidden,Behind a veil not your own.Trying to act a different role,In attempt to regain controlBut the mask you put on,Is the prison around your soul,If only you saw through .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392386/ A poem about my boredom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1392385/ How to teach a life that's forgotten how to love, love again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1371046/ Listen to your heart,To the little hum it plays.Listen to it's steady beating,Guiding you on life's wayEach heart sings differently,Some are dim and hollow,Whilst some alive and upbeat,Which do you wish to follow?No matter what your heart sings,The song is always beautiful... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1371045/ Someone very close to me that deserves a world I can't give. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1371044/ Why do I dream with a world so expansive? Quite a simple answer, really. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1362308/ I look at you for a moment,Then dart back to my desk.As graceful as a shining angel,As compared to me, grotesqueEach word you sing and say,Is like a jewel in the sand,Beauty in the midst of all,My very heart, they could commandYou have me under your spell,I'm caught up in your tranceI'm trapped here.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1361539/ Sometimes we have ""friends"" part of our life that are really just pollutants that must be removed. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1361538/ A prayer for how someone should be/act in spirit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1358633/ You cannot serve two masters - Money and God http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1358632/ Even when everything is gone, His word remains. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1358631/ How we can never be separated from God's love. Romans 8:39 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1358630/ I can't hold you closer.I've crushed the love we once had.I have to let go, but I can't...Without you, I am callous and cladWe once shared something,A mutual respect from one to the other.But I've grown too close for comfort,And I know separation is the answerI know you still.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1358015/ We all go through life transitions. Some we hate, but some we love. They may be scary at times, but the future is too good to turn away. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1357099/ Did,Did you see?Did you see me?Did you see me when I,When I sat on the brink,Did,Did you hear?Did you hear me?Did you hear me when I,When I cried out in painDid,Did you feel?Did you feel me?Did you feel me when I,When I tried to piece back togetherDid,Did .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Apebble/1354094/