http://slow.writerscafe.org/Pitchfork The original writings of author Pitchfork en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098041 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 You take away my life.You take away the things that should matter to me.I am left with everything surrounding me, but nothing that I need. There’s nothing left that you haven’t ruined. It’s been stolen or broken or changed. You took it away. You took me. And yet you left me behind... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pitchfork/1799366/ You should have known it was badI told you it was badBut you still said goodbyeYou still walked awayYou made a liar out of yourselfYou said you’d always be thereWell I guess I was the stupid one for believing itThe one time I ask for helpThe one time i actually tell you that i need youAnd wher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pitchfork/1799362/ Talking to you is like screaming at a dead person.It’s like you’re there, but you’re not.You don’t listen. You never listen to the desperation in my voice.Or notice the look of longing for a hug shouting from my eyesI’m just an obligation that you feel compelled to fulf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pitchfork/1799361/ When tomorrow’s ashes land on your head,do not be afraid to come to me.When the whole world moves with the speedat which you fall asleep, when you cannot fathom leaving the uncomfortablesolitude of your bed, when you are hurt, confused,remember that I am here.Remember that you are not alone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pitchfork/1799358/