http://slow.writerscafe.org/Madison123 The original writings of author M.A. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775986482 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I write to understand Passion.Do you know such a feeling?A consuming sensation, seepingout of one’s soul.Infusing into the air so, it maybrush the skin of passersby.  It enthralls the mind with its captivatingvoice. Nothing can imprison such a sense.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1850238/ You probably think meignorant.Considering I can’t performcoherent sentences.A novice to words.No one has broughtabout such an effect.Ahhh, this must be a lover’smadness. God what is thischaos,Why do you plague meso!Wait, no not plague&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1849197/ I am a villain with a soul.A compassionate monster.Though, with each passing sneer,They faded…I protected you with my atrocities,Slander from our father’s lipfalls solely on me.If I stopped he’d turn to you. Your light, so easily snuffed out.So th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1848840/ Gliding through stillwaterObtuse to the worldbeyond the seaSensations crashthrough me As your eyes fall inmy direction I whisper to the windAre you lover’s madness? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1845170/ Ah love…Such a fickle thingTwisted and hauntingWarm and inviting Together they prosperCannot have onewithout the otherOur ying and yangSome welcome the pleasureAccepting the painA never ending freefallInto potential insanityOthers declare it a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1845102/ A girl….But not a girl…She is not unique.A mere creature hidden bythe masses. Hallow gray orbs.Convey little to no emotion.Lifeless ashen hair,Lays dead atop her head.Ragged clothes threaten toswallow her whole.  Inside The Box.No hue.No life.No originality.  Those.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1842024/ Time is scarce. Why waste it on those who want you toconform to their ideals?People who only see what is practical, and the unconventional confuses them. They only want to confine you to their box.A box where words have one meaning,Their meaning.You mustn&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1841876/ Theyused to flow with ease,mixingwith the blood in my veins.Nowthey lay idle beyond reach. Nolonger can I be the Bard at the table.Stringingtogether untamed words,to weave colorful tales.  Ah, such amundane task it once was.Now I can scare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1839514/ Words…Are they flat and lifeless?Do they mean anything anymore?Must we rely on actions?Show me how much you love me! Show me how much you care!SHOW ME!They scream until their throats bleed.While I lie silent,And unmoving.I want whispers of sweet not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Madison123/1839496/