http://slow.writerscafe.org/EmptyBliss The original writings of author SilenceBringsTruth en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776118809 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ChapterIIIThe sky was marmalade orange, the cloudsgray, and the sun a mere orange disc in the center of it all. I rolled out ofbed and headed for the restroom. As I got ready to head out, I couldn’t helpbut stumble on everything in my path, it had seemed like a lifetime since Iwo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/993796/ ChapterII“KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. I jumped up to seean older man tapping on my window. As I was rolling down the window, I watchedhim take a step back. “Could you help me? I seemed to have lost my wallet”. Ilooked around, and noticed there wasn’t anyone else, so I ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/993795/ ChapterI“You have got to start living your ownlife! You’re turning eighteen; you have to learn to be an adult!” “Adult.”, theword seemed so surreal, I would be able to be recognized as an individual now,an independent being. “… You have to get a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/993794/ A love story, although cliche, about a live in farm worker who falls for the land owner, who treats his wife poorly, spouse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/993793/ The soft chime of a bell awoke me, from a sleep which seemed endless. I checked the clock, "Right on time.", I thought. It was 6:00 a.m. I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Silence, as the morning had come to a standstill. "Good morning, love<3", it was the best part of the day. Wakin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/824611/ Dark shroudy mist covers my eyesI can't hear a thing, I've lost all sightI haven't a clue where to go from hereall I know is that trouble is nearI've been awaken from a deep sleepI can't recall what it is I've seenvoices surround me, they're in my headit's not the living I see, but more of the deadW.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/739733/ I stare at these walls day in and day out,distress is my only friend but to bad he can't help,A red veil covers all that I see, A dark holes in my chest where my heart should be,to hell with it all I've done my best,I'm just being drained, of all my life,Why do I bother? Why should I even try?I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/739731/ A response to MysteriousPhobia/Megan http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/650484/ A new poet on this site here :P http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/650472/ I'm hungry, and wanted icecream. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/650468/ A piece dedicated to my younger sister. I love you Jojo. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/650444/ Life. The greatest test we come face to face with.Yet we are unaware. What we do in this short journey defines our eternity.Our actions. Deeds. Wagers, lies, commitments, right down to your outlook on things in life.What do you define yourself as? The hero? The damsel?  We paint this imageof wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/639133/ TreacheryTis' an act of selfishness. Tis' an act I've committed on several occasions.I hurt the ones I love; where I should be protecting them.Shelter. From what though? It seems the only shelter theyneed is from myself. Of all the people I've hurtin my lifetime. The only one I wish to forgive me an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/639126/ Blinded by the hatred inside she runs alone into the night,driven by anger, driven by tears,oh if they could see the emotions that steer,shes off and out and all alone,will she not return?No doubt is shown.She must be bewildered; somethings not right.But no one bothers to look inside.It's sad how so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EmptyBliss/633105/