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			<title>Death</title>
			<description>Death is lurkingits eyes stoning me with timethe skin of my feet tearing offremains on the floortraces of what I was.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2866906/</link>
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			<title>Arrived</title>
			<description>Wrecked from the storm,&amp;nbsp;the boat enters the harbor.&amp;nbsp;My feet touching the dock,&amp;nbsp;a breeze filling my lungs.&amp;nbsp;Strolling towards solid ground,&amp;nbsp;leaving a trace behind me,&amp;nbsp;making my way...My back hovering on the mattress,&amp;nbsp;thoughts fading away into the black hole of my min..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2819996/</link>
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			<title>Hope</title>
			<description>Sheltering from past storms, we hide in the bush of security...... suddenly touching hands, a cloth of safety falls upon us, searching each other in this darkness. Crawling out hand in hand, into the clear path ahead, Together...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2759575/</link>
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			<title>My path</title>
			<description>My path ended in a black forest,&amp;nbsp;branches choking out my light,&amp;nbsp;friendly leaves stroking my skin,&amp;nbsp;leaving me...&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2759398/</link>
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			<title>My memory</title>
			<description>The hard magnetic rhytm of life,&amp;nbsp;pulled my knees to the ground,&amp;nbsp;the field growing my sorrows is fed,&amp;nbsp;fed by the cancer of my past,&amp;nbsp;judging people looking over my broken shoulder,&amp;nbsp;remaining ignorant about my deafening demon,&amp;nbsp;forever present,&amp;nbsp;my memory of you.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2164234/</link>
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			<title>My shed</title>
			<description>The dark shed of my mind,&amp;nbsp;floating in the ocean of my shattered past,&amp;nbsp;slowly drowning the light inside,&amp;nbsp;tensing my will to live,&amp;nbsp;numbing my thoughts,&amp;nbsp;while you keep disturbing my progress, my salvation.&amp;nbsp;No storm can throw you into the abyss of my existence...... but imp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2163509/</link>
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			<title>Silent hate</title>
			<description>When my presence in this world causes you pain,&amp;nbsp;I vanished into oblivion.&amp;nbsp;When my absence causes your heart to bleed,&amp;nbsp;I want to burry myself into a grave.&amp;nbsp;By silence, I have to protect you...&amp;nbsp;Tears tell the tale...... of my hatred for myself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2095486/</link>
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			<title>Digital emotions</title>
			<description>To read the warmth of your love,&amp;nbsp;responding to my words above,&amp;nbsp;we could debate, but not deny,&amp;nbsp;you've moved my soul and let it fly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For those who say it isn't real,&amp;nbsp;you don't know the true side of this wheel,&amp;nbsp;first it was a time I really enjoyed,&amp;nbsp;but then my h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051407/</link>
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			<title>Tragic life</title>
			<description>Conquering your life,swimming through the blood of loved ones,&amp;nbsp;drowning by grief of passed events,&amp;nbsp;Kicking to stay above, the teeth of the pillars of support,&amp;nbsp;scarring the invisible hands of love,&amp;nbsp;realizing your life,&amp;nbsp;wasted in time...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051403/</link>
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			<title>Missing you</title>
			<description>after a day of missing you,&amp;nbsp;seeing you fall asleep,makes my day complete.&amp;nbsp;feeling the ocean of warmth flooding my body,when you smile at me....putting on my battlearmor,&amp;nbsp;when you feel sad,ready to protect you from whatever makes you down....&amp;nbsp;The only thing I have to offer, is my ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051402/</link>
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			<title>Painlove</title>
			<description>Scraping, the blades go through my veins,scarring my heart with every pump,&amp;nbsp;gutting my soul to shreds,&amp;nbsp;that is how much I love you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051401/</link>
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			<title>Darkrooms</title>
			<description>the coldness of an empty room wraps its arms around me&amp;nbsp;making my eyesight turn black searching for that little dot of light.the arrows of solitude nail my feet to the ground making escaping impossible...a slamming door isolating the air and beams of existince,yet the tears dry instantaneously b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051396/</link>
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			<title>Shackles of life</title>
			<description>The road once straight ahead,&amp;nbsp;bursted open by sudden events,&amp;nbsp;the shackles of my steady existence,&amp;nbsp;pulling me to the depths of the cracks,&amp;nbsp;forsaken is hope happiness once brought,&amp;nbsp;what will keep me from suffocating......in the void of my life?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051395/</link>
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			<title>Flightleaving</title>
			<description>Left alone with cutting winds on the platform,&amp;nbsp;my knees drawn by gravity,&amp;nbsp;strangulated by the resonating words of emotions,&amp;nbsp;scuffing my hands to hold up my body,&amp;nbsp;anxiously searching for my sanity in my broken mind,&amp;nbsp;trying to find my soul in the chaotic wreckage of my heart,&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051394/</link>
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			<title>Trusthurt</title>
			<description>The moment your eyes towards me became black,&amp;nbsp;you used the knife of trust to stop my heart from beating.The thread which held the cup of safety broke,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;forever lost is the treasure that was held within.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051393/</link>
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			<title>Hidden defences</title>
			<description>The hidden soul is looking through the window of the mask,&amp;nbsp;hoping to be seen by the light inside,&amp;nbsp;trying to escape the gravity of defenses built,&amp;nbsp;reaching for the portal of vulnerability,&amp;nbsp;opening the lock of honesty,&amp;nbsp;slammed shut by the other side,&amp;nbsp;blasted in the darker..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051392/</link>
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			<title>Choking silence</title>
			<description>Your absence was my block of panic,&amp;nbsp;drowning me in the ocean of despair,&amp;nbsp;caged by uncertainty I couldn't move,&amp;nbsp;suffocating by time passing by...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;... finally saved by your return.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051391/</link>
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			<title>Sunk heart</title>
			<description>Like a floating boat on a calm river,&amp;nbsp;the sun falling down on my face,&amp;nbsp;a gentle breeze stroking my cheeks...&amp;nbsp;... a good place.&amp;nbsp;Drifted away from safe places,&amp;nbsp;storms making me sick,&amp;nbsp;a struggle for survival emerges from the depths,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Scraping the bottom of the oc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051390/</link>
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			<title>Life sentence</title>
			<description>imprisoned for life,&amp;nbsp;looking at the empty corners,&amp;nbsp;filling the space with joy,&amp;nbsp;cracking the walls...&amp;nbsp;... you in my heart</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051388/</link>
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			<title>Blackness</title>
			<description>Hollow are my visions for the future,&amp;nbsp;uncertainty is my agonizing companion,&amp;nbsp;throughout this hell which is called a life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Loneliness walking this hall making me paranoid,&amp;nbsp;dredging the chains of despair in solitude,&amp;nbsp;thinking... perhaps I should stop.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Styxmeti/2051387/</link>
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