http://slow.writerscafe.org/Alexander26 The original writings of author Alexander en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021472 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes I lay awake at nightThinking of the day to comeI have so much motivation And yet I have no inspiration. I spent today laying idleNo activities to take partI want to have an adventure Yet I don't know how to startI have no problems to solveNo need to get dressedNo ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1941186/ No one will see itNo one will knowIt will not be missedBut still I take to liveI need to eat tooI steal from the unworthyNow the question is whoYou see us on the streetsBeggars, orphansWe are starvingAnd we want to liveThe people, walkingDown the streetNot really ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1923941/ I made a mistake Long ago Not many rememberBut it still showsI have a scarOn my right kneeWhere the bullet entered As I tried to fleeOne night One choice That was all it tookI still rememberStanding thereShirt stained redSirens wailing Children crying Oh how d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1923938/ No longer.No longer do the right birds chirpNo longer do the words do hurtI've seen it all a thousand timesNow I'm nearly out of rhymesNo longer any wild landsThe future is dark and grayThe future is In your hands Humans greedy selfish waysWild wolves roaming freeWild cats .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1923163/ Trapped alone in a barren roomDread to last for daysI haven't seen the outside worldMy vision but a hazeThe hard caked concrete below meSteel walls on either side Small widows provide light But I cannot see outside I can't recall how I got here A single torch provides a glowI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1922941/ It's sorta a intro to a book I'm trying to write http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1922563/ Sitting alone by the forests treesOnce a boy, mellow and sweetTurned bitter with resent and angerHis life, a sad chain in repeatHe felt bitterness at those who used himAnd there the sadness begunHe felt anger at those who accused himOf things he hadn't doneHis friends had left hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Alexander26/1922514/