http://slow.writerscafe.org/dplato The original writings of author The old me en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776192072 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We tore each other apartBy an unconscious mind gameEach blow of an emotional fist was yoursI protected a light insideI was there to heal what I couldBut in the endI was left there bloodyAnd yet you tell me it’s my faultI’m almost was buried alive in my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/975132/ I feel the walls caving in. Death follows me, Like a reaper to the dark. I’m sorry This whole week I have felt I have had your bloodon my handsI know I could have saved youIf only I wasn’t lateI will always know I could have saved youI left you to yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/956704/ Hiddenbehind a curtainI livedin the darkDarknesscovered meAnd keptme from lifeBut mostimportantly, it kept me from you. You arelightYou torethe curtain And youstreamed inYouwashed all the darkness awayYousaved me. Now.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/948992/ Raysof hope in my wonderlandThedarkness fades for momentsJust formomentsButin a way its all that needed.Ifsit there and do nothing Theworld wins.Myemotions spill on the pageAllowingme to survive the fallMadisonStuckin my memoriesStayin .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/946551/ AblutophobiaI can’t clean the strain you left on my soul.I can’t wash away all my sins.I can’t bath in my own tear anymore.MysophobiaI fear your dirty soulI hate when you contaminate my lifeWe shared germs and I now never want to taste them agan.XyrophobiaThorns r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/942605/ I envision a 100 waysto die for myself,Yet you are the onecloser to deathMy tears strain thefloor while you try to hold on.Please god save her.Please.I never knew how muchshe meant to meTill now that i mayhave to forever live without her.I love her but yet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/903432/ Crackle and BurnFlicker and FlashThe Flames danceA wave of the hand halts A wave of breath ignitesThe flames hit the wallThe flames destroy growthThe flames of life are too easy toend it all... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/899241/ A day to rememberthe day there was hopethe day there were feelingsI leave the housepossibly knowingly never coming backI remember the pastand all those mistakesI feel a tear hit my facebut is it yours or is it mine?do you wish to hear the story of...destructiondepressionregretmistakesor even loveI w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/878637/ Knowing the fantasies in my head are goodI’m HappyKnowing I can be savedI’m HappyKnowing it’s not the endI’m HappyKnowing that I can be loved one dayI’m HappyKnowing that late nights of music can helpI’m HappyKnowing the memories of her will la.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/870449/ I’m near the remainder of my life. I can feel the final breaths leaving my body. Yes, I think I have hours left. The water fills up the trunk of the car so I now have to gasp for the remaining air. After a few moments the trunk is filled and I start to fade.Then it’s over. No more br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/863665/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/863664/ Australian GoddessHer body, her hair, her smarts, her styleBlonde BeautyHer beauty is only nearly comparable to her graceTalented WomanSoulful singing and Acclaimed ActingAmusing AngelDevious DarlingAnd that is why she is the greatest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/849637/ You are the hardest person to want to forgive. Part of me hates you and part of me wants you in my life again. You and I were great friends and it sucks things change. In some way, it needed to happen. If it didn’t I would have been stuck madly in love with you. But when you kissed me that day.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832801/ You take our friendship for granted. You never trusted me in the past, even though I haven’t ever done you wrong. You say that we are great and everlasting friends, but you don’t make the effort to make sure I would want to stay. You ask for favors all the time but you are never around t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832797/ You don’t how I feel. You don’t get how hard it is for me to want to talk to you. I don’t want to be with you, because you aren’t my type. I feel I have to let you down easy but you can’t get the hint. You like me, but you don’t know me. You think you do but you d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832796/ You numb my feelings. You make it so I don’t have to a grip on handling the issues of my life. But in the end, do I really want to deal with it?  You make so I don’t have to deal with my friend issues. So I don’t have to remember the past. And mostly you help me not cry anymor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832795/ I wish I could help you. I feel in some way, we are one of the same. The sister I never had. Normally when I feel this much connection to a person I also feel a more romantic connection, but not with you. All I want to do is help you. I need to help you. I feel I can save your life. Or at least help.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832794/ You hate me for not supporting your crappy life decisions. You hate me for not being there to talk about the same old terrible life choices. You accuse me of not caring anymore, and when I do make an effort to save our friendship, you couldn’t care less. It pretty sad you ruin this friendship .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832211/ You were a great mother, and I never really told you that. You did the best you could be a single parent. I think you drank so much because I caused you stress. I really wish you were still alive. I miss you and love you. You were taken too soon in my life. With your death I was granted more opportu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832209/ You violated my trust in so many ways. You took something away from me, when you never even wanted it. You did it purely because you knew you could. Now you have your life on track because of this. You then want to cut me out of your life now and don’t even care I’m gone. You won’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832205/ Did you think I was going to be such a f**k up that you wouldn’t want to be in my life? How am I supposed to use your parenting as example to be a good father myself. If I don’t beat my wife, be a drunk or just overall never raise my child, I would be a better father then you, a better p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/832204/ “Hypnotizing you is the only true way to cure yourproblems.”“So I won’t crave smoking.”I never knew why I always craved it when I never had smokedbefore.  “Yes, MisterHarris.”“And Doctor Wilkins; will it fix my sleeping p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/831939/ I think the only reason I was with you was purely that you reminded me of her. When you would lay next to me, your soft head with beautiful long flowing blonde hair resting against my chest, I felt I somewhat was with her. I still don’t know how you could make me feel so much in peace and beli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/831295/ Letters to people. Based on the psychological theory. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/831294/ I can't turn this ship around.And I hate myself.I miss her.But I hate myself.I can't be happy.And I hate myself.I can fix it all with this new girl.But I hate myself.I fail asking her out.And I hate myself.I need her to save me.But I hate myself.I fail people's expectations.And I hate myself.I hate .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/808153/ For the friend who forces me to support their bad decisions. I lie.For the friend who won’t truly forgive me. I lie. For the friend who judges me for others actions. I lie. For the friends who want to solve their problems.I lie.For the friend who uses people and I sit back and not st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/795765/ MonsterI sit here waiting for this meeting to finish up. A meeting set up by the lovely state of Florida, that I was forced to attend. Why you may ask?I’m a white teenager with average built and medium black hair.  I’m also a low life criminal named Marcus. Well not really much .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/793886/ “Why are you calling Katie?”“Answer my question first!”“Katie, this is not the day to pull this.”“Just answer it!” Her voice is cold and harsh now.“Ok.” I collect my calmness, “Yes, yes I do.”“Oh good. See that w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/793386/ I tell rose what happened and that I left Katie. We decide we should move away from here. Away from her controlling parents and away from my past.Rose, Karissa and I, find a new place in Boulder Colorado. Karissa is happy to have her parents back and I was happy. I have a family now. A month goe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/793385/ After we wake up and eat breakfast, I kiss Rose and Karissa bye. I need to go back to see Katie. But I’m leaving what I always wanted, a family. I would have to make the difficult decision either way. I drive home. I pull into the parking lot of Katie’s building and go inside. I get to h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/793382/ I have no clue what’s going on. I’m sitting on a couch next to my love of my life that was dead and I’m holding my three year old daughter.“How is this possible?” I said in total shock.“Well apparently I was pregnant before I slipped in a coma.”“.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/793381/ First major event in Kira’s young life was probably will be the worst in her whole life. At a very young year she attempted to commit suicide. She hated her life with a passion. She had been cutting herself for a while before she try to take her life.  That day start with freshly made s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/787275/ We land in Chicago. It’s been four years since I lost my love of my life but now I finally was starting a new life. I planned to propose to Katie after the publishing party for my sixth book. The day and night went on without any hitches. I finished dinner with Kaite and was preparing for th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/786018/ A heart monitor that has been on the same beat for the last three and half year, finally changes. It spikes and the alarm in the hospital goes off. She is dazed and confused. She struggles to get up. She looks around and doesn’t know where she is at. She struggles to move her arm but after a w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/786016/ Our story begins in a small and seemingly normal Michigan town called Southgate. Home of Sonic burger headquarters and just nine miles outside of Detroit. Southgate itself is just like any other Midwest town in the United States. 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Due to budget cuts they had to cut two members. The terrific two was now, the thing who was just a giant penis and the human torch who was a gay guy running around tryi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/783435/ I look at the van and laugh to myself.Blair looks at me. “What are you laughing about?”“I feel like John Benjamin. Hello I’m John Benjamin and I have a van.”Her face turns to one of those “what the f**k” faces. “Who is that? Some pedophile?&rdquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/783428/ After the girls start fighting and my erection is long gone, the rest of the class joins us in this field. Boba Fett dismisses the rest of the class but us. Two guards from the castle and take Marcus to the Prison of Alakazam. Apparently killing a Mexican is actually crime.I head back to my room a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/782482/ We are done with day classes and I only have one night class, mythical creature studies. 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It’s pretty much the same at the othe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/779537/ Edward Jacobs’s adventure began on a faithful night when he was alone playing World of Warcraft and heard a sound outside. He ignore it till his battleground was done then he went outside and looked. That was the first time he actually had the balls to do something that was scary. He went to a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/779534/ My name is Thomas Scotty and my adventures begin at the wizardly school of Hogwarts. But it’s not the old English home of that overachiever Harry Potter. This Hogwarts in located just outside of Detroit, Michigan. Home of Enimem, GM and Pooky that crazy crackhead. This will be my first .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/779532/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dplato/779528/ Eve Olson: Average White FemaleI lay on the cold forest’s dark brown ground under the dark starry sky with this partner the stunning bright full moon. 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