http://slow.writerscafe.org/flickeringcandle The original writings of author flickering candle en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776006517 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am forced to reflect upon my self the world constantly begging the question who are you? And the question gets louder and louder and nobody seems to know Maybe the human existence is too great to limit to one format of identity That might explain why I talk to myself, and why thoughts and feel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1882019/ she was not my heaven she was my hell in disguiseshe was a shadow of the hatred and anger i had run from for so long she was a who she was its hard to see clearly through broken lenses with a broken spiriti thought i had it in my power to fix every wrong i overestimated my own human s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1867112/ june 3rd, 3:17 ami started to fall in love with you the second i looked into your eyes, and kissed your lips under the trees and the midnight skiesand ever since then you’ve had all of meits like the feeling you get when you jump off the 10 foot diving board into the waterexhilirating, o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1784392/ eyes like the sun, flooded my body with warmth, and made me feel alive and      humaneyes like rainstorm, powerful and beautiful, compels me to grant every wish and need, just to see them for a few seconds longereyes like stars, breathtaking and infatuating, that make me never want to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1782590/ the taste of her lips kept me awake at night and alive at heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1782587/ i met an angel the other day, and looking into her eyes i saw my heaven, my paradise.the art of her form, her skin, her smile and her soul intoxicated me and after one night i was drunk with infatuation it ran through my veins down my legs, in my head, and inside my heart. seventeen y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1782586/ all my atoms and particles will find yours, in this universe and the next baby we are the stars in the sky  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1782585/ a tiny little tribute to my first thoughts about nihilism. i have been playing with nihilistic expression for a bit, and the first time i had ever heard of nihilism was a picture of a bunny. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1606109/ another day of actions attempting to drive away the loneliness-- done in vainmy efforts are worthlesslooking in the mirror to see what is so wrong with methat i would be so undesiredso invisibleso lonelyi laid down attempting to sleep away the reoccurring sting i felt,but the gods whisperthey s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1568510/ i looked down at my hands, and moved them around in the air, confused as why they moved freely, when i felt the straitjacket more than i felt the free roaming air grazing my arms. -c.s.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1566056/ i think you have to hurt well, to write well. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1565395/ and now i realize something that i never havei will always love youi will always miss the sweet sound of your voiceof the taste of the air when you are aroundart will never mean the same to me because i'll think of youand your eyes will stare at me and pierce through me every night i .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1553216/ all of the junk of my pastcome spilling outof my cabinetand now my roomdoesn't look pretty anymorei don't look pretty anymorejunk, worthless items. trashoverflow the cabinetand i cringe at it's contents i never show people what's in my cabinetif anyone sawthey'd know of the messthe mess in my c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1553211/ i shove articles of my past into a cabinet because hiding your problems at least makes them look a little prettier. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1552263/ a thousand questions.first, do you ever look down at your hands and wonder to whom they belong to? Do you look in the mirror and see a body instead of yourself as a person? Do the voices in your head get so loud sometimes you begin to shake? have you ever stared at your human body and felt trapped i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1529590/ My walls are painted with self hatred. there is no comparative feeling. I cannot shake these demons inside me. I cannot purge their voices from my mind. your walls are painted different than mine, inside the aesthetic of your mind. are your shelves empty? mine are. are your thighs bare? mine are.I a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1529588/ I’m sorry it is just the fact that I am a wild animal. Iwill not turn in my homework. I will howl at the rising moon. I will not takeout the trash. I will climb trees. I will not get a job. I will befriend thebirds and have chats about the weather with b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528919/ I didn’t miss youI missed the feeling of being wanted I missed looking into warm brown eyes that were looking back at meI missed knowing someone elses body ached for mineI missed the feeeling of knowing the space between us tortured you tooi missed the hope that one day my heart could uni.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528916/ I fell in love with half of you and when anyone mentioned your name,  i smiled sadly. beucase i knew i could only love a part of you i could only be with a part of you i loved half         of youis that    wrong?it tore me up inside enough to ri.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528915/ you forgot me, but what did i expect, in a world as glamorous as yoursyou're what my soul longed foryou forgot my facetoo many faces in placesive never seen beforeat the end of the night, like cinderella i ran out the doormy clock had rung midnightand i ran from what felt the most rightalthough i di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528913/ Proceed at your own cautionThis is a lucrative warning for those who found themselves tricked enough to have found affection for me   I am a dirty lover  I will stutter when I say I love youThe dishes wont be done but I will have spent the day only thinking about the way you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528847/ Honey you have no idea what you are getting intoMy mind is heavier than the oceans that tide There are hundreds of billions of galaxies inside meMy soul stretches across a few lightyearsAnd no one can contain it There is no sun like the one that rises and burns inside me and the moon in my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528810/ You bloods pulses in your veins just like it did in Thomas Jefferson’s. Your lungs expand and contract with the same rhythm as Alexander the Great’s.  You smile with same muscles as Elvis Presley. When your fingers run across the strings, your senses light up in same way that they d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528809/ In the tradition of the question asked time and time again, “what do you want to be?” Eight years later and I have found the answer. emotion.I want to become living emotion.When your father dies, I will be the songs you mourn toI will be the gray sky.when there is forgiveness a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528808/  Stop screamingDon’t slam doorsStop throwing waterDon’t raise your voiceStay in your placeNever throw thingsDon’t bring up the pastStop talking about mistakesDon’t pretend to be better than somebody elseStop thinking you’re rightSit downHold your hands together or .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528801/ Love wasn’t meant to kill time, so tell me if you really loved meThere were so many times you almost walked out the doorBut we’ve rode this rollercoaster twice beforeAnd it cant solve our problems anymoreI cant supply all your needs anymoreI don’t know really know what the future h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528800/  the darling,       short     connectionwe had was something i can't forget and now you are so far away                                &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/flickeringcandle/1528799/