http://slow.writerscafe.org/ChaoticSoul The original writings of author ChaoticFragileSoul en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775970497 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 the first time we met, I could seewhen I layed my hand upon your kneethe union of two souls is the keythat love is real and is meant for medo you fully understand how you've touched my life?to be with someone without all the strife?before you, there was only hatenow I see in you,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891231/ breathe deeply and feel the beautiful intensity of painas my vulnerability and transformation are initiatedrepressed feelings and uncomfortable sensations surfacemy intense concentration provokes a learned trustcourage and confidence growsuch a good pain, pleasure and sadnessI am free fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891229/ on the outside, walking in a dazeon the inside, emotions come in waves my painful reality I'm forced to face condemned to an eternally dark place deriving from a past rooted in pain simple contentment is hard to sustain all this misery devours physically loves to torment sadistic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891228/ my sorrow is poison with release of grief unshaken by pain, there is no relief shadows of misfortune cloud my lightno strength, no hope, death my plightcurse-like blessing to be so numbhaunted by strange doubts that overcomebreathless sigh to my ears so deafening sealed in a sleep .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891215/ drink too much but still remember father of lies is my tormentor sleeping in a sinners beddreams of heartache and dread warped heart, bent mindchaotic, yet perfectly designed scarred through and through impressions you can misconstrue devil inside, tempting and abrasive tor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891211/ a poem about my struggle with Bipolar Disorder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891210/ she showers you with love while stabbing you in the back smiles with her eyes while telling you sweet liesdancing to the beat of death, graceful and uncaring with pearls of ache and jewels of hateher breathe is of an evil mist yet so hard to resistpoised for flight, an attempt t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1891208/ a hidden past is mine to holdsome stories should not be toldmy secrets haunt me, yes this is trueif only you knew what I've been throughto cover behind these wicked liesto camouflage and always disguisebut my silence won't protect for longto cover behind this evil is wrongsimply dress them up, only .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChaoticSoul/1890916/