http://slow.writerscafe.org/StorminTN The original writings of author Sean_Norman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775476951 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I really don't like when we are apartBut that's how i know, I gave you my heartWhen we're not together time moves so slowI think that's something we both already knowWhen were together I can't describe the feelingSometimes I try to hide it, but it's far to revealingI always try to put .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1313917/ Are you one of those people who hate your past. Wishing it would go away, leave you at last. It's hard to get over things long ago. They linger in the present feeling long and slow. If your like me you have made mistakes. You feel like your whole body hurts with pain and aches. I try not .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1227977/ I really enjoy sitting here writing.I know to some people that doesn't sound to exciting.I think it's the best way to express your thoughts.Sitting in your room in a cozy little spot.When I write it all seems clear.The emotions I have could be far or near.Writing is a passion I will never trade.Even.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1227608/ I wake up in the morning from the shine of the sun. Thinking to myself what a beautiful day for a run. I go down stairs to get some juice. While I'm streching I start to feel loose. As I run it all feels better. But I think it was a bad choice to wear this sweater. With every step I take&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1227573/ People say there sacred to die. Maybe they just don't want to say good bye. Wonder what it feels like to be close to death. Not knowing when to stop and take your last breath. It's been said "go towards the light". But what if were not ready and want to stay and fight. Thinking about.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1227549/ Have you ever felt you couldn't love enough.Like you were flying in Heaven way up above.Has your heart ever beat so fast it's unreal.When that person is by your side you get such a thrill. When you love someone you give them your all.It's like learning how to run, Before you even crawl.I wonder.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226993/ I never understood why people lie.To cover up the truth or to make someone cry.I have been known, To do the same.I should have stepped up and took the blame. Lying is addicting no matter what you say.It will all catch up to us on judgment day.The bible says "thou shall not lie".But why do we al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226653/ My mother so blind and so hateful.Would hold me back like a horse in a stable.I go to her with exciting news.Just to walk away with a blacking burse. I wish she would care just for a moment.About the excitement I have writing my poems.When we talk she doesn't blink an eye.Sometimes I wonder doe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226364/ It's weird how the world works.Not knowing the difference between death and hurt.When everything came falling down.It was hard to smile when I wanted to frown. I couldn't look at myself in the mirror.Finally it hit me the picture was clearer.It wasn't my fault when she left.All I ever did was g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226323/ The days I spent with her on my mind.To a normal person would seem like a life time.Missing her touch and missing her smell.Oh! How I wish she would send me some mail.I open my eyes to a brand new day.But the joy I feel is smothered by rain.I guess it's time to move on with life.But the pain in my h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226096/ The woman I love is running through my head.But when I roll over she isn't in my bed.It's hard to talk, hard to breath.Knowing all along she won't be with me.I look for love in all the wrong places.It feels like I'm floating around in a bunch of empty spaces.The woman I love I call her name.What can.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226043/ I write you a poem to show you my love.Yet you let it fly away like a wounded dove.I stay up all night waiting on your call.I guess that's my fault I chose to fall. I lay down trying to forget.When my phone rings begging to forgive.Day after day I listen to the lies.Hoping one day you will be i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226030/ I share what it feels like to be in love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/StorminTN/1226022/