http://slow.writerscafe.org/JorgeRon The original writings of author Jorge Ron en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775437449 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Don't worry this won't go further than a daydream in my head it's okay we can do what you want instead but I don't want to just be another storyor the next guy you will call "nobody"why don't you tell me nowsince I'm looking right down at a face of despairthis phantom won't leave.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1763965/ Staring in black and whiteon the godisturbing thoughtsthey field the showtheir bodies twist but they dont knowLoud voices leap the nightdeeply in confusionbegin to fightno lovefear from the lightCant get out scream at love walk by a passsee them go sincere cagesthey all closeSee .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1443022/ That's just the way it goesyou can take away my phonebut there's a little thing you cant take from me and it's called rock and roll and I know you hate mebut come on baby lets go! lets go! lets go! lets go!I'm gonna scream and shot as loud as I can I'm gonna plug my guitar&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1423035/ In the cityI'm walking and no one's with meI'm dreaming alone to this fantasyabout a someone who I wish was next to meoh how I wish I could be myselfYeahhBut dreams are unrealand that's a factif it'd were truewe'd be dead and relaxedoh how i wish i could be my selfYeahh Yeah. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1413507/ Where's the police?I can hear the sirens screamingwhere's the police? I know they're looking for mewhere's the police?they got something up their sleeves where's the police?I feel like falling asleepSaneScreamIt's incredibleit's amazingI can't forgive you at allI'm just too lazy I'm n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1406294/ Everyday, I've seen a scenecalling my nameshe drags and screamsmy shoes are broken and he is meanthe roof is falling here he comes againall the time is all the sameoh, rest in pieces my brainAgain and againand I can't and I can't When the babies begin to crywith a gun in her hand&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1406286/ A walk through a hallof different timesan illusion comes out from insidemurders dont seethey just cryA story that comes from a faraway placethe danger comes out without faithin the fear of the eyes in the killer's faceThey stand tallbehind the doorsburied and killed beneath the floorThe blood stains.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1398189/ Picked up the phoneand said "hello"I asked for my soulback from the devil tie my veinsaround my neck drink this jack and get upsetNew york's dollsits back with no stressburned my heartwith this used cigarretteand smile for the cameradole out and crygo to the cinemawatch love couples d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1394291/ I walk from a distancestaring straight at my desiresdifferent personalitiesthey over look at the valuesa duel between right and wrongcontrolled to whom admireNo longerno longer no longerWhen dark figures take controlthe still mind will take the falla scream so loudit's heard from the pastmy sha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1383052/ Another dayanother nightanother scream from other timesanother wordanother scarhave I gone too far?I'll tie the ropes togetheraround my neckcan someone please just break my strings already? Clean seas wash awayflee clicks in the pain Another pastfuture is soresearch the dreams from the cor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1377249/ Here, thereshe liestime is no longerwastefully sorrowno dreams from the pasta delay in my timea curse through the yearspressured for valuesthe feeling is nearShe looks in my eyesshe looks at anotherjust painfully lovedI'll try to forgetnothing else mattersnothing's forevercome back with an answerfor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1373780/ The  thoughts of corruption hit hard from the backand the heart thats in posturecan turn into blackit stops all together from high to a lowdistance from othersI've lost all controlRegrets from the pasthas depression's resultsI'll try not to askwhat the love is all forkept by a gateimp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1369805/ She's deadin case you all wondered at allall dayshe's gonna dieshe fallsand drips from her head to belowshe's buriedwith grass on her headshe criesas hands get on top of her chestshe fightsthe picture is thereshe sleepsday after day in the halltide upagainst the wallFallingon and oneverydayseems old.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1368502/ Wehave no time pretend no time to rehearsethe world's gonna end If the counting is truethen you owe me so muchfrom the love i gave youKiss my lips in the darkmy lips in the darkclose your eyes and your heartBreathewithin the airalong with the dead ones who would always share.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1366964/ All of your loveI need itall of your heartI need it all of your songsI need it all of your pain I need itIn the cityin the worldseems so strange you fell and curled in the afternoonin the nightI need it by tonight And all of your thoughts I need it All of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1366938/ Conclusion is permanentnobody criesno control over fearsdreadfully liesshe was under my chinin the most glorious timesnow she's under hisdesolation strikes hardAnd my desires ran awayAlong with my controland with the smile her faceshe forgot my soulthere's a thought in my mindthat she couldn't showY.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1364153/ This room is full of peoplethey're watching me I can hear the scratch on the door they're looking for meand I can feel them write on my backthey're feeding of meand I can only trust my headbecause my eyes lie to meAnd my eyes are just like the lightjust a flash of concernand I've tried to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1362646/ The sun is shining but I'm still underneath the moonlightand I still can't seethe light shine through the curtainand all these peoplethey walk by me so happilyAnd since I was born without my skulland my lungs can only breathe from yoursand the trees that fallthey are a thousand miles away from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1362640/ Mother brings another coverwhile my head rest in her sholdershe starts to cryshe's getting me high my head is pouding my body is iceThe bugs in my skinnails that bleedI can feel the euphoriathe holes in my bodythe holes my heart a scratch on my faceoh, daddy i'm sick againThe bugs in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1362232/ I awake everyday with misery and pain I sleep everynightas nightmares awakei escape from my dreams with no place to stayI die before sleep in the valley of shameThese memoriesremember centuriesthese memories recall the centuriesThey gave birth to a sonthey all regret were he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1361979/ I colapse on the groundin front of her eyes isolationgoes through the mindand the sounds from the window just couldn't breathethey mentionedblood on the timeI may die tonightdie tonightdie tonightI cut the veins on my risk to bring other smilestears from the fearthey cry like a childI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1361977/ Confusion strikes hardand my head is out of formto face the fears that i couldnt control they called my name once again to tell me i just couldnt understandand they screamed my mistakesfrom my paststaring in silence and confusioni just didnt know how to act Dictate my every word and moveforced .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1361975/ A pain from below increases to climbI'll try not to fall when i look your in eyesand the screams from the night breaks my tears to the light it's the things that ive heard it's the things in my time Stop lying to me These memories they rip me apart as i grip from her heartmy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1361973/ She comes from the dark but i see her with in the candles burn slowthe wax drips clearlyan unknown desire in which i admire but i'm lost in the sound i've lost with my heart a voice comes to reach in and makes love to strangers controlled dangers they screamed "please please plea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeRon/1361971/