http://slow.writerscafe.org/Estefania-01 The original writings of author Estefania G. Estrada en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041173 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Husband starts to see his wife slowly change . Becoming distance perhaps love has faded. Maybe she doesn't know what she really wants in her life. He is hurt and misses her love but she leaves him . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1886294/ Sometimes i sit here, listening to the sounds of loneliness that is all around me.The ecco of my voice screams inside my  head,shattering a vibration all through my body.Is it the sound of your lies that trap me inside ?Or is it the lies my heart made up to bring hope inside ?Questions and word.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1511061/ what good has my heart done when all it does is bring back painful times.this mind of mine is on the wrong side.living in the past,my soul becomes more discouraged.Mistrustful are my eyes while my soul wishes to detach.I long for the feeling of being empowered.Lost and numb has become my life and no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1511043/ Small poem created by a simple sentence that randomly came to mind one night while eating dinner. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1510994/ A strong female quickly lost her self in the fears that broke the heart. Searching for a new beginning but far to lost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1448402/ Who is the one to blame ?I ask my self every day that I awake.  no response I give as my lips freeze and tears fall down my face.My heart is innocent but I refuse to believe so.The mind thinks what I want it to believe.It is I who is to blame.I believed in every lie you said,every false pr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1338526/ I'm trapped inside yesterdays memories.Short walks around the park.Romantic nights under the bright moon. laying on the soft green grass as we watched shooting stars pass by.Spoken words I can no longer remember,only the smiles and sparks on my face as you spoke of sweet love.All there is now i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1338511/ When all hope is gone and tears fall down your face,just close your eyes and dream again.When tears begin to dry away look way up highand just have faith. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337663/ I cant say I don't love you.I cant say I don't miss you.I cant say I don't cry for you.Only that, I love you deeply.I miss you strongly.I cry out tears filled with memories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337656/ Questioning my mind ,oh what song should I write.thinking blank fully so carefully I write.Oh, please come to my mind, I feel so blind.A new song comes on and my page is still blank . How do they not leave theirs blank  I know one day my songs will be sang.All my journals filled .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337645/ I look up at the sky and I wonder if you're there.I'm always in despair , mystified of were you really are.you're in a coffin but in the sky as well.Stay in one place so that I will no longer fear.despair and mystified of were you are right now.wherever you are, I hope its centered.I will be restore.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337642/ Don't say a word,and don't make anymore promises.Just sit there and listen to yourself.What have you done ..What is going through your head ,are you even listening.So amazed with your self, someone you are not.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337637/ I didn't make it on time to see you take in that last breath.I didn't get to you my love, time is not my friend.its my enemy who helped you get away .this are the only words left to say .I didn't get to you soon enough.you broke away ,with those wings of yours. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337628/  I laugh like if my heart is not broken .  I love like if my heart is not empty.  I talk like if my heart is not hurt.  now, I stop pretending it all.  my heart is hurt and there's  no laughter.  my heart is empty and there is no more love to give.  I insult b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Estefania-01/1337624/