http://slow.writerscafe.org/coolacguyson The original writings of author Austin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028511 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It's Halloween, and I'm in my head like crazy. My 750words.com free trial ended like 3 months ago, so I have to do something. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1847557/ A goodbye http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1390865/ A few scattered thoughts about their relationship- I wanted to get them down and somewhat collected. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1164931/ Stars and city lights alike,The shinings of nature and civilization,Shineth down unto her beauty's form,And, like sunbeams on crystal waters,Reflect from the curvature of her spectaclesThe insights of her wonder.Her atmosphere is captivating,The air surrounding her pulchritude sophisti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1158174/ Our fingers are our lives:IntertwinedEven when not in each other's company,For I can still feel your fingersFilling the gapsIn mine.Our fingers have known each other's graspOnly for a short time,Yet they feel lonely-Incomplete-Without each other's presence.When they are togethe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1090334/ She's Mega, She's MeganShe's Christian; she ain't no PeganEven when she's depressedShe is the best'cause she's MeganHer sweet friendly ways are infectualInvites you to a party with transsexualsShe's friends with skaters, jocks and intellectuals'cause she's MeganShe's so freakin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1043997/ This is the time of resolutionIn all its forms.DeathLifeHappinessLiberation etc. Beginnings and endings for allTo be freeExcept for me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/1012882/ I want you to feel freeWhen you think of me,Peaceful harmonyFlooding your heartLike waves of the sea.When my voice you hear,I want for no fearOr sadness to be nearTo your heartLike a sky clear.I am here for you. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/995928/ It's easy to make a friend in a dream. A beautiful friend,One who cares,Long hair,Who has nice friendsWho are in the dream too.It's easy to have funIn a dream. A day with your friendWho you care forA lot,Who's fun and cheerful and happy and smiles and pretty.It's easy to ta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/979698/ Goodnight my friendGoodnight to youMay all your sweetest dreams come trueMay you wake freshened and newAnd may your troubles be forever fewGoodnight, RachelGoodnight to you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/962740/ A bit of symbolism wrapped up in old memories. Intended as a song with the first and last bits having an Irish sound (following the theme of a castle) and the odd middle bit being contemporary rock. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/961317/ R. I. P. my old friend. 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I just wanted to make a new friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/799471/ Some things you know can't happen. Not because you aren't good enough, but because life has something to do with it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/793494/ Hours fade into days.Days fade into years.Thoughts fade into dreams.Dreams fade into fears. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/783190/ Obsidian heart.It's been ripped apart.It's grown cold and hard.It's been tossed and jarred.A black coat of glasscovered its mass.No light can reach,no feeling can breachThe thick armor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/776795/ Some stories have happy endings.The ones I'm always caught on the outskirts of.With the characters I've come to know and love.The ones I miss when they're gone.My stories have happy endings for other people.Leaving me with promises of someday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/773606/ It's like being tortured.They're cutting off one finger,one toe,pulling one tooth,then another finger,and then another toe.Each part of me is being destroyed,chipped off.Every single thing that made me who I am...It's disappearing.I used to be something, somebody,I used to be me, Austin.But now I'm .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/767050/ Venting http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/760975/ I know I don't hold a candleto a bull-riding country boy.I don't know a  lot about rodeos,unlike your country boy.But I'd be the kind of man whocould never be destroyed.I know I can't compare tothat bull-riding country boy.Your friendship means a lot to me.What do I mean to you?When I'm facing .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/745576/ Every second...Every conversation...Every word I read...Every suggestion...Every flaw...Infuriates me.But that anger has nowhere to go.There's nobody to consult.There's nothing to pour my energy into.Writing doesn't even help anymore.So all this anger is getting stored.I thought I could be mad for a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/744543/ I wish I were insane.I wish I were stupid.I wish I were anything but me.But I am who I am, no changing that.I'll have to make the most of it.If I were insanemy mind would create a world.I'd be living somewhere fictional.Fiction sounds great right now.I'd be different than I am now.Different sounds g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/744495/ I've been so much different junk that didn't help me any, so I'm taking this afternoon to just be mad. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/743020/ This is what Lady Antebellum does to me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/741642/ I want to burn something.Destroy something important.Tear it apart with my hands.Take an axe to it.Push it down.Rip out its insides.Blow it up.Shoot it.Hit it with a hammer.Knock over its pillars.Crush its roof.Laugh at its helplessness.Scream at its resistance.Since I've been let freefrom what so b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/739567/ My arms are weaker than they've been in a long time, and I have to have help with things that have always been easy before. Just opening doors or typing hurts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/737992/ Yesterday I hit a point where I was more exhausted than ever before, and things were still being demanded of me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/737990/ Don't turn your back on what you feel.It is always relevant and real.Don't self-destruct to try to cope.Just extend your faith and extend your hope.I've been through this all before.I closed it off; I shut the door.I gave up hope and died inside.I gave up emotion and tried to hide.All of this was ju.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/736973/ Part 4 of the 4-part series. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/734511/ Time will tell mewhat I don't understand,what I can't believe,And what I'm too blind to see.Time will tell methe true meanings,if I'm lost or found,and that I'm right or wrong.Time will tell meabout the way things are,about the way she feels,and what the next step is.Time will tell meracing minds ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/734129/ A good-bye message to a friend I've never seen, and will probably never speak to again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/734013/ Yes?  No?  Yes?  No?  Yes?- A mind trained to race.No? 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No?- A mind nearing conclusion.No?&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/733996/ I wish there was a poemthat could fix all my problems.I wish I could write a poemthat would right all my wrongs,help me in all my struggles,and make me understand everything.I wish there was a poemthat knew all the right things to say,and would say them to the right people,and would fix every confli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/733769/ Alex asked about you today.He remembers, and he still cares."She is doing well," I say.Then quiet was the air.Sometimes we still mention you.How good you used to be!But I understand what band can do,And I'm glad it makes you happy.We stood there for a little while.He replied, but not aloud.I told hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/732992/ All kinds of questions storm my mind, now. I've typed up a few of my thoughts here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/coolacguyson/732464/ My science teacher's pet iguana, Dawg, died yesterday. 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