http://slow.writerscafe.org/for%20the%20living The original writings of author Sarah en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981354 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Tell me how in a darkened day,To look and not be led astray,I have no boundaries, No clue for you,I help you through and lean on the wall we built,Stronger each day,Yet sometimes bricks fall away,I fear the day,That wall breaks, For I will be alone, With no hope left at bay,No where d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/831024/ The words flow from my penBleed onto a blank page and fill it with lifemy minds creationscripts the pageBleeding life into the newest work A masterpiece,Worked on from the ground up,Built brick by brick.mindless hours tolling over the page,  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/763011/ His way of life, lead to an unforgiveable mistake. It wasn't his hand that took the life but his actions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/692006/ Twisting knot coulds my throat,As no words escape,In this nightmare. Thoughts brash and harsh,Of lightning,The sole source of heat and light,On darkened days,A like anyother. The world came crashing down,Falling upon my shoulders,For me to bear the weight,In an en.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/690415/ Everywhere I lookI can no longer find inspiration.All that used to spark my interest has faded to gray.I'm seeing everything in various shades,The colors all bled from life.Not even a gentle nudge,breaks my minds barricades,it all is there but intangible. I can't grasp a firm hold,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/688322/   I hate what I feelKnowing you and I will never be realBut being near you is likeA favorite candy sitting in the storeWith no money to buyYou are that sweet temptationEvery time I say distance,I close the gap even farther.I find my self leading with my heart,Not my brain... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/688317/ When did we forget of the battle here? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/681565/ Song by Nickleback. Kate is there for Drew when he needs her the most, in the only way she knows how. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677048/ Song by Rise Against. Roxy comes around to Drew, but Drew is hesitant on the reasons why. Shane has an offer for Drew. But nothing prepares Drew for what he meets with his brother. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677046/ Song by Finger Eleven. When Drew is shot down and goes to drown his sorrows, Kate is there. Drew shows Kate what she wanted to know but wouldn't ask. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677043/ Song by Lifehouse. A change in Drew's brother sparks hope, but Drew can't catch a break when not all are as reciving when they find out who Drew really is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677038/ Song by Ben Harper. Drew meets a new girl and Kate being jelous tries to interfere. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677032/ Song by Brighten. Ivy tries to make up for what she did and help Drew out of his Kate slump. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677028/ Song by 12 Stones. Drews mistake finally breaks his relationship with Kate, when he finds her to try to apologise he doesn't like what he sees. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677025/ Song by Hawk Nelson- A worried Kate calls the one person she knows can find Drew, Corbin goes searching for his son. Will he find him in time? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677023/ Song by Rise Against. A fight with Ivy leaves Drew thinking there is only one option left, he never meant to cause anyone pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677020/ Song by Ana Johnson. Carter has a side Ivy never knew, Drew fights for what he believes in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677019/ Song by Lifehouse. Kate gets Drew to open up and gives him a scare. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677018/ Song by Anberlin- An encounter leaves Drew feeling less than, he copes the only way he knows how. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677016/ Song by Howie Day, Drew begins to question his feelings for Kate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/677015/ Song by the Goo Goo Dolls. Drew faces his family and some secrets of the past come out. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/676608/ Song by Snowpatrol. In changeing image Drew and Kate have a close call. Not all are welcoming to the new Jan. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/676604/ Song by Avril Lavigne- Jan is tired of living a lie and comes out to her best friend Kate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/676601/ A man comes struggles with his life after coming out to his family. Will he find love or be left heart broken. Part one of the series. *chapters are named after songs but it is not a song fic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/676600/ Just one moment is all I need,Fill the warmth in the cold night,Take your hand in mine,Calloused against soft,Need to feel alive is real,Just a moment in time to feel your hand in mine. Time is an island,Where the beauty is a straight line, Freedom is a jungleIn an urba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/675065/ Our life under the old regime had been hard and filled with fear. Many years of war had left our economy ravaged and shortages were the norm. The police force was large and constantly vigilant for threats to the regime. If you were denounced, regardless of the absurdity of the charges, the police wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/673981/ It was always hectic this time of the morning. He had to be fed breakfast, washed up and dressed for school in less than hour.  She could get up earlier, but she got very little sleep as it was. He was splashing his spoon in the bowl of cereal she had placed on the table in front of him.&ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/673980/ The ringing phone filled her with dread. She knew it was a matter of time before they would call and say it was her husband is the next unlucky soul to not come home safe and sound. Her trembling fingers answered the phone."Hey Shannon did you hear from the office yet on whether Vic was coming hom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/673926/ Streets are burning with another raid.Killing of innocent souls,All for a greater purpose.When did we change ways from being people,To being the ones that play god? Where in our preamble did it state,Kill anothers happiness,Strip liberty from their grasp.Burn their bulidi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/673768/ "A habit is a shirt made of iron."- Czech Proverb ___________________________________________________________________________________I had skipped school and Jody had joined me into going to see my father against my wishes but she wouldn't back down. I cut the engine when I saw his car parked in t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/665762/  Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.-Eugene O'Neill_______________________________________________________________________I kept replaying that scene out by the cliff. It had been a week since I had heard from her. I had spoken to Amy but I hadn't really talked to my father being busy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/665761/  Two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.-Friedrich Halm_______________________________________________________________________I went to stretch but I found there was someone on my shoulder. Opening my eyes the memory of last night came to mind and a smiled. I kisse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/665760/ The anger quells within my veins. Blood boils hot like a burning fire.When will there be a day to give into desire. Chase the moon and not get burned by the on coming sun.The day passes to night and I am alone againWith nothing but my mind.That isn't even a comforting place,When all .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/665483/  “It's so hard to know what to do when one wishes earnestly to do right” - George Bernard ShawThe ladies arrived and Amy looked especially happy she came up to me and gave me a hug. I held her small frame tight in my arms. “Behave Amy.” She pulled back and looked m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/665199/ It has been two years since I killed my father. What I did, what I had to do still haunts me. But the girl in my arms has helped me through it all. I smiled down at Gin as we sat in the orchard behind the house.“What are you thinking Ethan?” I kissed the top of her head.“Oh how.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/664626/ It all led up to this moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/664468/ How could you rape the innocence of love,Tear it out of all our hearts,And just leave us angry and numb. How could you just walk away,It ended when you walked out the door,You turned your back to the house, And haven't been seen since. I know times are hard,Know th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/664103/ In the coming days,Patience is tested,As tempers flare.You are a ball of mixed confusion,unknowing where you will go,Your heart says, stay with her.But you know she only toys you along.Some how you try to move on, But she finds time, on your consious mind,Every avenue blocked,You.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/663213/ I never asked for you to careNever asked for you to be thereBut in the end you were here for me I couldn't formulate why Why me when in reality I was so plain, you could of had the worldYou just spoke never caring of the whispersYou didn't care who was against us In the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/658047/ Have you ever come to that moment in life where a choice could define your destiny or out come. Many say destiny is up to fate. But fate is defined by choices. In the end the choices you make will define who you are. The choices we make all lead to consiquences, and sometimes when we think we a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/656400/ Have you ever had that moment in life that, you can't get rid of. When you think you've forgotten, someone comes along and reminds you of a horrible time. All it takes is to remember and it can make it feel like someone has constricted your heart and you begin to shake. The fear you hold inside slow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/656029/ She got drunk and wouldn't remember what happened that night, but I her friend Teddy will always remember. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/656006/ "An Idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of bein called an idea at all"- Oscar Wilde_______________________________________________________________________________After that night I had to find another way to see her. I think I knew just the person to go to also. It was lunch and I found my wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/655414/ I dodged trees as I began to run through the thin woods. I didn't really have a direction, just to find Amos and my father and end this bull s**t. I came to a thick part of the forest that had thickets and rather run through them I waited. I closed my eyes and listened. I heard footsteps directly in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/654950/  It had been days and I had no word from my father, or Amos. I began to wonder if this whole thing was a set up. Get the family away and I alone. For some reason I sat uneasy. I called Tyler to check in on the family and see how they were making out. “Hello?” Spoke his voice, it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/653973/ When do we know love is true, when the odds are stacked so against it. Anthropologists say that people fall out of love after they have a child? Is it that we are only capable of loving one person at a time, that love never truely lasts. Or is it that our minds change our outlook and opnions, to lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/650968/ Time is a funny thing. One moment can seem so slow and another fast. In those slow moments good or bad. It is the ones that we remember. When time slows, we take in every detail and brand it into our mind like a hot iron. Wether it is important or not, somewhere down the line it will pop into your h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/650962/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/650960/             Passing by an old town Farms on either sideI wondered the quality of lifeIt looked deserted at first sightBut the closer I looked, I saw lifeIn an old farming town From the track.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/650352/ Man and wife. Man reflecting on what he always wanted most. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/for-the-living/647574/