http://slow.writerscafe.org/lostapril The original writings of author lostapril en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776327272 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When I think of all the confusion that's swirled around in my mindI think of what it is that will lead to what I will eventually findThis person that I've become is the person who relies on shelter to keep me safeSafe that only a woman can bring me and allow me to escapeI don't want to be that one, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/840001/ I feel small, but want to reach for the stars. I feel alone, but want to be in a mass. I feel gloom, but want to commemorate. I feel hollow, but want to be complete. I feel submerged, but want to breathe. I feel engulfed, but want to break out. I feel irate, but want to sit in tranquilly. I feel fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/706419/ I step to the edge where the tips of my feet- parallel the defeat. Who knew this was so appealing; to just send myself reeling. I take a breath as I dive against the air. I'm putting an end to this endless despair. No one reaches out, no hand to hold. I do this alone, I try to be bold. I am so taken.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/706301/ Where is the encouraging whisper?The whisper that sends me far awayFar away from tragedy and closer to faithFaith in anything to keep me aliveSo alive that I look forward to each breathBreathing in the reflections of the pastThe past that ended with a whisper http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/703030/ I have often found that writing calms many lonely nights and anxious mornings. There are moments in the day when I wish I could just write everything, rather than verbally communicate with the people around me. When I am talking to someone, I struggle to find the words to say exactly what I mean and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/703028/ Around the corner I cried with you Around the corner where no one knew You walked away and left me alone Around the corner made of stone Who else can I blame a side from myself Now I'm here stripped of my wealth My wealth of stability and control So what do I do? What becomes my role? Around the cor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/703027/ I wake up with a feeling; a feeling that no one soul has every felt, because it is mine. This feeling of mine, you see, stays with me...never leaving my side. I wake up with a feeling that only I can embrace or loath, because it is mine. This feeling of mine sends me straight into the path of dark, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lostapril/703026/