http://slow.writerscafe.org/BlottedInk The original writings of author Blotted Ink Productions en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013731 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Thinking about the past and wondering why one person in a relationship needs 2-3 day "breaks" of contact, etc.? If you truly love someone, that shouldn't be necessary. In my case, I found out later. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/2091204/ I was once something solid and trueBut have been scorched by heat and strewnAbout; inside the gusts of wind and outAnd vanished; all traces deleted and negatedAll bonds have been too easily cessatedLike some bad habit, it took too long to break.Now nothing remains; no images, not even st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1906957/ I'm easily distracted;Past mistakes and poor choices have sometimes impacted My thought process irregular;Nothing spectacular but on the contrary, ratherSolitary and conflicted with things quite unnecessary.I chase after things like dogs to cars;Or desperate white women who go into clubs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1906956/ SometimesWhen I look into the skies,I try my best not to hyperbolizeWhat you and I share; or form some kind of disguiseThat could be misconstrued as a ruse to the eyes.It's deep, cavernous, wide; all these words appliesTo true love proven and incisedInto one another's hearts; fair and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1888869/ Before I say goodbyeThere's a few things I need to releaseLetting them go before my heart chooses to ceaseBefore long, my mortal body will be deceasedSo I might as well remove myself before the stress level increase.The time has come, the time has definitely comeI've realized that I'm a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1864928/ Eyes wide shut...Sometimes I miss important facts as my brain tries to maintain this shuffling actWant to please you, but appeasing her tooGonna lose you if I can't become trueWth myself, honest and open, mentallyWith the plight of drama that suppresses you heavily.I need to get a clue a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1816978/ At the beachOnce again, trying to reteach waysTo love and impeachDrama, bad thoughts and suchOvercome, become heartstrung over the fluxSense the aromaOf things and times pastThey weren't simply fantasy, but made to lastAt times, our love gets overcastThings blow in and blurry and b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1816977/ Good luck on the new gig tomorrow, baby. I know you'll be great! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1816948/ Sticking to the shadowsWearing disguisesI surmise that my heart no longer appliesThe longer time drags instead of fliesTick tickTock tockWatching the clock Slowly count down my shelf lifeMaking wrong decisions is like dancing on the edge of a knifeI've been called many names and th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1814362/ A culminationTwo years in the making; anticipationOf glances and views Taking long trips, rewriting scripts just to be a simple blipOn your radar; my heart ached and developed a scarSimple, not permanent; so I looked from afarAnd noticed how beautiful of a person you are.It didn't take.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1785496/ Anticipation:It's hard for me to wait for you to takeThe first chance; the first move to romanceGiven the circumstance; I yearn to simply take a glanceAt your frame in your "ready for me" stance.I saw you today, smile spreading across your faceTwinkling eyes, hooded, ready to embraceAt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1783292/ I just want to make sureThat I'm not smothering you.I seem to have a tendencyTo think negatively; building quite a dependencyOn your touch, words and feelingsThat it makes me weak;I get so emotional that sometimesMy whole outlook is bleak.When things change, rearrange, I become deran.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1779785/ It's extremely difficult to writeWhen you're in that tunnel Sans the "proverbial light"Gracing the end; light refusing to bendAnd twist into shapes needed to coexistWith everyone else; regardless if they are competitionOr just ones that you trust.Love is a fickle thing; not only in bloodBut eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1745939/ Through it all...I still cherish your embraceI attempt to blind my eyes from the glow of your faceBut get entranced, mystified, mesmerizedSeemly lost in endless spaceTime freezes, stops, withdraws and gets erased.Pleasant pleasantries are exchanged while my thoughts get rearrangedFrom .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1744051/ Often in solitaryEven when grouped with manyBoth personally and virtuallyNo one seems to listen; concentrateOn my "profound" reasoningSo I plan my escapeFocus on my flounderingThe thud I make us resoundingNothing in commonNothing sharedAngry with phantom causesToo many cares .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1734061/ Angst and anger; a deadly combinationCauses mental shutdown and emotional cessationSpurs on deep contemplation about disassociationThreatening obliteration; an emotional conflagrationWhy cries fall of deaf ears is of itself, deafeningEventually, it brings about a day of clear reckoningWh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1732485/ We fly in, on metal wings bouncingRough ride; though I try to take it in strideLet panic subside, let stress and fearReside in the back of my mind.We finally land; my shirt stained with eyelineYour gracious in my support, and thank me in kind.Fly fast on wheels; your first quick rideDo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1723405/ There's no excuse When I let looseDrop verbal bombs, let my personal qualmsFester inside until they are no longer able to hide.Let's face facts; I used you as a punching bagJacked up my feelings for underhanded dealingsLooked within myself and only saw a shell so hollow,But after speak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1710981/ It makes no senseThat when I offend, I must provide recompenseBecause you feel that I am out of lineYet, the ties that most certainly bindMy mind to this daily grindSeem out of place; not hard to find.They stand out, in thoughts and deedsBut mostly words, jokes used to replicate pain f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1701880/ Out and aboutSee this sights But they pale in comparison to what lies in myPerspective; point of viewSeeing paradise is seeing me with you.Blended colors, go so well togetherThey often say that "birds of a feather"Flock together.We share the same wingsAnd even though we disagree on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1701151/ I have no way to expel anger anymore.Used to elbow, claw and punch my frustrationAgainst all things stagnant and nonsensicalNow I just flounderStewSimmerLike a kettle with a faulty topAbout to explode and eruptThinking about life and how it's corruptUnforgivingRelentlessThings .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1696229/ EmbellishmentAlways too much when you try to assumeThings happened that you can't control or exhumeRevive; your comments tend to keep all that pain aliveYou goad and prod and spear while I shake my head and nodTrying my best to place it all in the rearLeave it behind; move on and move up.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1685964/ It used to be a badge of honorPutting myself last to be first Celebrating others bests while I suffer my worstsNo matter; karma evens everything out in the endWithout bragging or boasting; no rules to bendBut it seems like a chore for me to explainA bore for others to hear my tales; I'll.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1675543/ We still haveOne more proverbial hill to climbWe see it on the boundary, and in due timeIt will relinquish its grappling hold on our mindsAnd hearts, our ability that love causes impartsSpecial feeling, even though it's been a full 365The sudden site of you still makes me feel so alive.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1672550/ Here I am, the one and onlySitting here, broken and lonelyMind wandering, sorry and miserablyIn love, and in no way am I sorryFor past feelings, fellow dealings and low ceilingsSet by my heart and more than willing to impartPure elation without need for invocationsMy aspirations for yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1656849/ Counter-clockwiseShould be the way in which timeTravels forward into eras sublimeEpochs of happiness and pride overrideSenses of false hopes and even worse, landslidesAnd waves of emotional cessationsI really don't think I can do this for the durationContemplation; and after much evalu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1648258/ Words from my heart are overlooked constantly;When I speak my mind, I often feel forsookOr forsaken; my vocab is simply not takenSeriously enough for you to look and seeThat I like you for you, unconditionallyAll the thickness and curves that you possessWhen I see you I imagine you undre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1648219/ Return from a respite;Uninspired and too tired to blaze trailsAnd keep loved ones fixing up their failsIf you were blind, I would write this in BrailleTo correctly and impactfully explain my constant wailsI just don't understand; can't comprehendCertain actions of a so-called heart on th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1646347/ Why can't things be different?Why can't the ease of life ease or pain gracefullyIn pure totality; helping us to be freeTo show emotions of passion between you and me?I simply can tconceive that true possibilityWith our present day fallacies dominate us mentally.I want to strive to provid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1636851/ Never met someone with so much grace; finesseI'm so quick to address the fact you've got it beating out of my chest,My heart palpitations are in literal overdrive; impressTo the point that the thoughts that I expressTo you transcend all space and consciousness.They need to invent an additi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1621692/ When all else failsTurn to me; a natural releaseFor the times when blood levels steep and stresses increaseI'm always here; feelings never impairedTo the fact that I know how to react when you're hurt or scaredScarred from ridiculousity;I know it's a made up word but it fits you specific.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1617034/ CuteNot a mundane compliment, if you ask meIt stirs up amorous feelings; refuse to let freeThe sensations abounding; echoes resoundingWithin my synaptic space, hairs on my neck out of placeYou turn the corner with such graceYour hair hangs perfectly; never out of place When you try to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1610851/ Being ravaged is a badgeWorn proudly, knowing full well you want me.95% percent of the time, love aboundsWe talk, hold hands and make the roundsAround perfection, love's greatest giftsThe other 5%, it's all about the trystsIntense passion, utter determinationTo create intense sensation.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1607552/ As I sit in the darkHer head in my lap resting in slumberMy feelings of dread with my tears, they outnumberCreeping up slow, but with heavy aggression In perfect succession my emotions fly above comprehensionCan't help but think my choice to emoteFeelings of love and longing should have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1605339/ His excuses are rudimentaryBasic level fluff that doesn't add upStuffed full of self-preservation and other worthless stuffJunkCan't hold any value to when his words go unprovenPointing the finger outward instead of at the one causing commotionHe plain gave up; just can't admit the facts.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1605206/ SittingWalkingPassingStaying silentWant to talk, but can'tOnly glances in hallwaysAnd pretend indifference Hurts the heart and cheapens our love's existenceForced silence, to avoid the stares and glancesAnd whispers in shadows of improper romancesKilling advances; destroying chan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1604414/ When you're doing dirt, it just can't be public. No matter how bad you want it to be. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1602318/ Time elapsesWho knows what could happenWhen frivolous activities interrupt verbal accessibilityWhen things thought reciprocal because to the other, trivial.I know it's not me with the skills and the ability onlyTo be in the electronic vicinity whenever you need meI don't shut it down, tu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1601631/ DesertedLike a ship of the Cape of "No" HopeBobbing about; dropped the anchor, but no rope How does a man like me learn to copeWith stupidity, calamity; from these feelings just elopeBounce, head on out or up northDon't know whether to retreat or march on forthDuck and hide, slither or.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1601608/ Those looks you give out, show out, emoteCause spontaneous combustion; bring my life to a junction A crux of the heart, pull my strings and watch me glide On the stage like a work of art hangs under lights in a frame.Don't you dare startSomething you can't finish, because I'm in it to win .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1594841/ AlwaysThat love feeling never leaves, but lingers and staysAlwaysThe smile hypnotizes me and its effects last for daysAlwaysNever stray; can't comtemplate every single wayThat your upbeat persona destroys the malaiseObliterates the heavy load of a melancholy gazeLike a fog has been l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1592002/ Seeing things much more clearlyWhen your approximate vicinity is right here next to meThere simply isn't much to do; much ado about nothing in this worldWithout you. Without any sense of direction through Storms and plagues stagnant; life moves at a snails pace in fragmentsOf broken hearts.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1589618/ Speaking from her perspective:I'm leaving you. I've told you why.I'm leaving you for him; who it is isn't relevant.Here's what's relevant:I want to be loved.Not being told "I love you" in times of conflict between us Or when you are threatened and prompted to do so.That's all you giv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1588564/ I keep my mind one-tracked and my words precise and exact To create a bigger impact with irrefutable factsMy movements tracked; stalked, visually ransacked Confidently, not modestly, I move with perfect fluidityI can't take demands heaped upon faulty stands Requisitions and requests bland,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1586953/ I used to sit back and reflectOn time you and I had, in retrospectThe beginning was much more difficult, tryingWith all the half truths, duck and covers and lyingOn both parts to just impart faith in one anotherAnd this love tryst that quickly became impossible to smotherImpossible to co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1581859/ If laughter is the best medicineI need you in my head againTo help me keep calmness and sanityWithout resorting to profanityQuietness is kept in the exact place where we sleptKeeping is sacred and safe and holding on to the faithI have that we will make it.Just a gut feeling; not neces.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1578972/ I hate it when people live life without feelingAnd are judged and ridiculed when they explain the real meaningOf passion; unbridled and carried on wingsThrough the good times and bad; through the most mundane of thingsConvoluted, your meaning and definition is deep rootedIn hearts that are.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1578846/ Shut outLocked outTrying to be nice but I'm being cut outFrom refreshing sessions of steamy cleaningWho knows, I could've kept you dreamingIn there, kept the momentumFrom this days' pleasures and treasures per centrumSimple multiplication and math, taken away from the bathThat I no l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1576830/ I can't be alone with my thoughts at nightThe lack of sleep sinks in deep, and there's no company to keepMy mind occupied, I tried and triedTo think scenarios and visions and make mental decisionsContemplating organization of inquisitions and my feelings vivid.Can't wrap my brain around th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1575913/ Can't sleepFour in the morning, brain patterns run deepYou're on my mind, mental hurdle is getting steepNot much to do but run a picture creepLooking back on times and memories madeHoping to God that they never fadeThis journey was always more than just to get laidYour emotional pool i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlottedInk/1573316/