http://slow.writerscafe.org/Cur3t0n The original writings of author Andrew Cureton en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776111414 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I composed this during my last few years of school as I felt I wasn't able to prove my self worth with academic work putting effort into my assignments just to be told that I only got 50% or less. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cur3t0n/1236643/ I Eventually want to turn this into a song and sing it how its meant to be sung. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cur3t0n/1236641/ I've got the worries of the big bad world resting on my heart Just the thought of carving my future right is, tearing my mind apart To the point where I'm merely existing barely breathing seething with rage As I look at my life like a book ... And I realise as I turn each page In disgust an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cur3t0n/1235988/ I know what it is now But, who to share its abundance with I know not... Who, when or where she may be or if she already knows me... But, to know me is to love me My family knows me well They love me, I can tell Of that I'm sure We are like water and flour... We stick togeter, thicker than.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cur3t0n/1234533/ I am incomplete Empty like the gaping abyss It is the lack of what need That human seed of emotion That drives our passions to all-time highs for what we want Love.... The essence of life Element of humanity A cursed metaphorical profanity to one’s mind and soul it can fill or cause a hole in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cur3t0n/1234525/