http://slow.writerscafe.org/Charlie_FTM The original writings of author PoeticPrince en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776085544 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Let me ask you a question, Can you walk a day in my shoes ? Go Through the sufferings I've been thru ? Can you live day to day with the constant reminders of the things done to you as a child or the haunting image that stays in your head of your mother laying there dead on the hospital table. C.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1960862/ Fear is the biggest killer of love, don't let fear stop you frm being happy in life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1960248/ Sometimes on our journey through life, we meet someone, who profoundly changes our lives. These chance encounters with "Angels" can only be fate. The connections are too strong, the circumstances too http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1805889/ When Friendship turns into love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1791960/ a poem on new love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1765057/ This poem is about rekindling old love. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1657604/ They say that time is suppose to heal wounds, but I'm living proof that, that really isn't true. Today has made it six years of pain and misery. I have tired all I can to just let this all pass me by, but it's painfully hard to just let go of someone that meant everything in the world to you.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1646764/ Cursed since birth is a face I was born in this world not to make it. A childhood I've never known because I was forced to grow up to soon, left to fend for my own at the age of fourteen.The streets are apart of what grounded me into what you see today, my mother and father the streets became.G.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1646754/ The white lines seem to be slowly taking over my mind and life. and as hard as I try to not let this happen, it's overpowering me and its very hard to say, that this is the very truth, the truth that I see but still allow to be. My happiness only comes to reality when I'm high out of my mi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1646740/ It's hard to be sane and still try to maintain in these streets when people you think is a friend really turns out to be the enemy. It's hard to be sane and still try to maintain when people know that your dealing with years of life issues and you explain to them the situation, but yet they're .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1646708/  Is this the price I have to pay for the time I've wasted.  Just thinking about the things I've done, the crying, the hurting and all the fun.  Now its just me and my guilt behind these walls of emptiness I was forced to build.  Everything's gone including my pride.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1646694/ A poem written when i was 16, im 29 now. shadows death is the grim reaper. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Charlie_FTM/1645076/