http://slow.writerscafe.org/mercybreathe The original writings of author mercy.just.breathe en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776199023 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 he was gentle.he was kind.he was my soul mate,but i left him behind.i fell for lust and neednot realizing that patience couldof lead to amazing things..i fell for my sin and it grew strong and proud..and suddenly my mistakes took over me..a big black cloud.i couldn't see the lightthat he was bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1667024/ All I can remember...Was trying not to cryMy face was hot, and my eyes felt like grapesabout to burst from my head.Hands gripped my throat, and still,my body, unconvinced,was shaking for air.I don't remember scratching as much as I rememberTrying to move my legs.All I know is that suddenly the wall .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1601675/ there is a certain stillness, when even the gentle flutter o a butterfly wings feels like a hurricane.the moment when crashing waves fall asleep, peaceful, lost to the serenity of salty dreams.when tall trees stand to attention and every leaf passes, takes a deep breath and holds.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1576722/ here are the things i want for you.i want you to be happy, i want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way i did when i was in your presence.i want you to know how happy you once made me and though you really did hurt me, in the end, i was better for it. i don't know if what we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1576718/ a bruise is tenderbut does not last.it leaves me asi always was     but a wound i takemuch more to heart,for a scar will alwaysleave its mark.and if you should askwith one you are.my answer is ---you areascar.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1576714/ he speaks with blades between his teethunsteady of what to sayfear he will hurt herhis tongue as a flame, spitting fire in her lungseverything he does,a mistake that can't be undonewith knifes on his lipseach word they slipfalling down to her body.where she takes the hit.she lays ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1576711/ i am a rose.i am craved after one upon anotheri open my petals and they come.they steal, they grab, they touch and feel.The center of my bodyis where your attention drawsfor what i can "satisfy" you withis why  i will ever be loved.come lay me downand hollow my soulfor a touch that can hurt is .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1505475/  i don't know where my mind has been lately. i feel empty, like an empty canvas an open book full of reversed questions and answers that don't match. each breath i breathe I'm exhaling the last humanity i have left of me. This monster has crawled out from under my bed and into my mind. Taking o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1499236/ this morning when i awoke i realized that life is just an act of consumption. A silly little game that we are forced to play. but is life what consumes us or do we consume ourselves? Waking up to a world where acceptance is not the key. ha, such a miserable thing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1498347/ its taken time to realize that inflicting pain on ones-self and inflicting pain on another is different. his sweet and calming words turn to bitter fire in a spilt of a second and before you know it your inhaling the ashes from the fire in which you were held up too. it wasn't al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mercybreathe/1497424/