http://slow.writerscafe.org/unexpectedsparkL The original writings of author unexpectedsparkle en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021689 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I can't focus, I'm tiredmy game, my lifewith 20 minutes leftI can't tune it all out. My life keeps slipping ingetting in front of my eyesthe things I wish to forgetthe images won't leave my mind. soccer, in which I block all else outsoccer, my freedom, my space, my lovesoccer, where I figh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unexpectedsparkL/1227987/ Footsteps fall angrily upon the ground.Moonlight shines without a sound.Angry shouts, a scream, someone pleadingA night breeze blows, calm, so misleading. An assassin slinks into the night, he stole a life, a hope, a light.One that wasn't his to have,the innocent fell due to a dream gone bad.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unexpectedsparkL/1227307/ you're under a mask, buried deep insideno one can see the hurt you hide.you can act happy, sad, or anything you choose,while no one sees how much you're bruised.it hurts so bad but no one knows.your face never telling of what the unknown blows.you're not alone in your facadeeven if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unexpectedsparkL/1227221/ Teen girl who is questioning things that she's heard, but feels so alone with questions that are most important to her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unexpectedsparkL/1227220/