http://slow.writerscafe.org/Pczerw The original writings of author Paul Czerwonka en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776041472 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 If only this weight upon my chestwas your headlaid to rest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pczerw/1733127/ Today  the rain has not seized, as if the Earth had somethingit needed to get off it’s chest.This day and I have one similarity.We both cry.The sky decides to express its sadness externally, and I internally.The pain in my chest won’t allow me to forget&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pczerw/1730656/ I’ll sit alone in this cafe 
and write about how peaceful it feels 
But there’s something eating my mind. 
I’ll drink my tea 
And think about how fruitful life is
Yet so tragic.God forbid I express the truth.Truth only brings memori.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pczerw/1730635/ Free Verse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pczerw/1730581/ The words you speakSo gently pressed upon my chestI love you.The words you speakRelieve the internal evil Dwelling deep within.The words you speakYou say themBut it doesn’t feel quite right.The words you speakThe tone is different todayYou love me, right?The words you speak So eviden.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pczerw/1730573/ Tar black sky strewn about the horizon. The moon lit only half its body. A breeze chilling deep into my bones. Stars dance in colorful sync as my eyes attempt to catch them before they sheepishly retreat into the darkness of the night. No gloves to warm my hands.&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pczerw/1730572/