http://slow.writerscafe.org/dementedreality The original writings of author dementedreality en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776048330 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Reaching out of the darkness to find hands, but they are falling, falling.You pull them up and push them out of the dark, falling further in, falling.Another hand and you pull and push, the darkness becomes your home, falling.Breathing in you feel the darkness fill your lungs, you carry it within yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2724650/ Fear gripped my soul from the sight of you. My hacklesraised high every time you flittered by. Hypervigilant and guarded to the meresight of you. My chest burned with light. A light suffocated in fear. Grippingmy light so tightly I stood my ground. Again and again you passed by me and I turned.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2177154/ Curled up in the void I found you. Your angelic light wasdim, but so beautiful. I tried to sing to you in the darkness, to let my voicepierce the void. For a time you unfurled, you graced me with your light. Allthings come to an end, I danced the fools tune to my pain, my fear, my grief.In t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2177152/ A fleeting joy.A broken sorrow.Today I enjoy.But gone tomorrow.As you depart.And return to darkCarry my heart.As my final remark.In that void.I hope my light.Helps you avoid.Giving up a fight.When hope is gone.Just hear this song.And await the dawn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2176788/ I know my words won't reach you but I'll continue to scream into the void of your pain. I scream till my voice becomes hoarse from the coarse words of love meeting pain and grating against it like sandpaper. As the pain begins to meet the grain my bits and pieces fall away slowly into your empty voi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2174032/ Have you ever danced with death? Played with it's gnawing edges?Felt it's tension crawling up your spine? Well I have.I dance with it every day. Chaos, madness, and insanity always at the periphery.Every dance needs an audience after all. And so I embrace it.I am the space for death of identities. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2152441/ Inspired by: https://www.writerscafe.org/writing/catiekeller9/2146851 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2152439/ Know me notHear me notGuess as to what I amI am free as I am chainedYet you know me so wellAs I lie unexpressedTake a guessWho am I?Where do I lie?Shall you be fooled?I am jeweledEsteemed to be what I am naughtDangers of distrust ever is it fraughtBe not with meFor I am not IIt is the shadow that I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2122122/ Little urges enter my reality, easy solutions to complex problems.I pick it up and consider, my grip firm with determination.I consider for a moment the consequences.The darkness dawns on me as though the first light of morning.A simple path arises and the weight of my history loosens for the first .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2121272/ Inspired by: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Cherrie_Palmer/2115551/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2116198/ While I see the world as it is, I've learned to keep my blade sheathedThe words cut too deepEven in the mirror they don't see themselves as they areSo lost they areA blade of light allows them to see through the darkness they castThey shy awayWhy does it hurt so much to see themselves as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115225/ Losing sight of the Self to the masks we wearOne mask seeking out and attacking another in the chaosA forgotten land unseen where the forgotten rotOnly in the darkness do we find ourselvesAs the masks fall away we can learn to seeWe are not as we seem, bundles of the pastTied ever so tight to our fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115223/ I crave the great unknown that is deathFrom moment to moment I as I create myself pass away into oblivionIn that oblivion I find that I am still awareIn the nothing that ensues I am still awareStill I wonder when death will come for meAs I wait with my arms stretched outReady to embr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115219/ A woman, yet a manWhen I look upon her my vision squirmsMy mind confuses the Masculine and the Feminine as they contort and shift back and forthHow can someone feel like a man and a woman both at onceHer gender is clear for me to see by the breasts she was blessed withSo why is it that whe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115217/ The perception shifts as the awareness loses it's tethersSuddenly I can see so much more, too much moreIt's overwhelming to experience the future nowI stand on this platform made of cannabisIt carries me for a while as it brings me higherAllows me to journey in ways I could not beforeSel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115216/ A cosmic journey within evoked by a desire hiddenIt's plain to see how blind we are to our desireA freedom from a form so constraining towards explorationSometimes the whispers break throughShouting out on black and whiteOur hidden designA drive to explore and expand beyond our mortal ve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115215/ In between places http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2115210/ My heart beats like the murmurs of children hidden beneath the floorboards. Afraid to be seen the hide away whispering quietly, their voices muffled by the floorboards. The children yearn to taste the light once more and dance beneath the rain, but the are left with dimme.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2112137/ Presenting P playfully per penned phrases. Please pleasingly perceive per perceptual productions produced per psyche. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2101143/ The knight dons their armor to protect them from harm.The armor dons the knight giving it identity.The knight forgets what they were before the weight.The armor rusted and worn has outlived it's purpose.The knight looks upon their armored self in their mirrored shield.The armor digs into t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2086911/ When you read between the lines and see what's left unsaid, you lose your ability to speak.Ere the people will riot, what a mockery you see for you are blind to what's before your eyes.So you see between the lines and hold a vow a silence to avoid the doubting gaze.Black blood coursing below t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2086907/ It's funny how i love you right?My burning tears roll down my face.Greedy with desire to possess you.I won't accept you unless you love me.Act within my warped expectations.I need you to love me back.I feel incomplete without you.I reject the totality of myself for you.To meet your b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2069356/ Enter the battlefield.A sword finds it's home.Another life brought out of it's darkness.No time to rest, everyone's bleeding out.The smell of iron you've begun to chase.Their gratitude expressed through oiled steel.They've loosed their load.Don apathetic armor, cover your wounds, carry on.The everyd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2068034/ I wish I had more to offer you than broken words coming from a broken heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2055472/ How can I repay a love so freely given?It's such a heavy burden to bear.You've given me so much, but I know the shiniest metal is worthless to you.It feels like you are never in need.Always giving yet not wanting to receive.How can I repay your selflessness when all I know is selfishness?Stuck here,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2050809/ Play a role, cop or criminal.Like children playing cops and robbers.Claims of maturity, but we're still learning.Send your love, to a husband or w***e.Give it freely to all around you.Our roles in this play don't matter.Faithful but painfully alone or an Atheist who knows nothing for certain.Cast i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2049897/ When ever will I be free,to merely be me?I face so much sorrow,in this false tomorrow.Selling my soul for others to hear.My bird call ever so near.But my voice is wearing thin.Why can't I ever win.Their hearts are craving more,as I stare at the floor.Never will it be fine,this weary heart of mine.Fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2047845/ Writing words for someone else to hear.Why is it that these words are so near.My heart of love and care is here.Words written not out of fear.Instead they are shear.Will you be my peer? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2045526/ Empty words fall on empty ears.I know they care but cannot hear.Lamenting about my sorrows.Forgotten promises of tomorrows.If only they'd invite me out.Oh how we'd laugh and shout.Free to be who we are.I know we'd travel far.Instead I choose the silence.Due to a past of vio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2045522/ I can't be around you because you make me care.As I try to lose myself, you bring me out of apathy.Your luminescence burns away at my pain.You deserve better than I, a broken machine of logic.Unable to nourish my emotions as they slowly wither and die.Then I see you and they flourish and come alive... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2045503/ Untouched by malignant descriptors given at gunpoint to a trembling soul. Cry now this simple soul, I've drawn you apart from those around you. Isolated your behaviors to free society of the burden that is you. Feel my cold entrapping words grasping your being as you fall into despair. You are no lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2045492/ I am a clay man.Every day I am refined.Who I was creeps behind me,As though it were a snakes tail.I am a clay man.Why do you see me as a snake?Who I am is right in front of you,Yet every day you look behind.I am a clay man.Do you see, who will I be?Time reaches into my moist flesh,But I work at refi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2045173/ One of four. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2044805/ Prototype system for the evaluation of perceptions to create perspective. With subtexts of humor and hope. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/2044803/ Listless forgotten and brokenWherein lies the inner self?Hidden away in the darkest depthsBeneath murky pools of stilled logicDig deep and you might find somethingShimmering gently in the darknessGrasp at the star shineFear for the lack of breathYour ascent leaves you wantingThe plunder clasped in h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1977100/ Beasts of no Nation http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1820320/ Tears are the pathways between two soulsA connection born of sorrow and supportA lightened load as well as a strengthened bondSo why do I view it as a weakness?A repulsion away from connection with othersA heavier load lead to a strengthened spiritIs not music defined by it's space as much as it's s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816812/ I wish to express, but not to you.For what if you understand me and I am no longer alone?I would have something to lose.No longer alone in my isolation.It is not meant to be for one as old as me.The innocence of youth ne'er to be found.Except within, where I lie unexpressed.Never to share because th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816810/ AloneCan't touchCan't shareStretching hands into the darknessLightDimSeekingSome things become clearFeeblePainFearI reach out, but it's not the way it's supposed to beDifferentStrangeOutcastI reach out, but I'm afraid. It hurts to be openVulnerableTenderExpressiveI see more than before. I'm aware of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816809/ Know me not by my actions but by my heart.I desire to be loved yet I cannot express this.I fearInside I cry, outside I laugh.Do you really know me?I want to share myself to you.I won't burden others.It has been said that I needs be vulnerable to connect with another.My ever present vulnerability lie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816807/ Why do you suffer me to feel?Lost I was, in the lullaby of silence.You cast away my doubt.Brought my pain to light.I want to know.The pain that is seen in the light.Please tell me why.Will you support me as I fall?Uplift my downtrodden soul?I was free of my burdens.As I was my happiness.Now I am alo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816806/ Perceive me to be as I am not and I will perceive you to be as you are.Know me not as what I am for I am a fool who dances to his own folly.Lighten my burden of being a fool by seeing me as I am as I cast shadows upon your soul.Be free of my curse as I revel in your suffering.As you suffer so do IAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816804/ Just some mullings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dementedreality/1816803/