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		<description>The original writings of author vigilantebastard</description>
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			<title>A glimmer of hope</title>
			<description>A glimmer of hope in the blink of an eye.Eternally perplexing,&amp;nbsp;bane, on an empty mind.&amp;nbsp;Lonely, red is shifting -&amp;nbsp;hordes of emptiness follow me racking up the will to livebystanders wiz past, but not in motionstreaming lights in acid vision warping space around me&amp;nbsp;waltzing through..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/2123863/</link>
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			<title>The futures past</title>
			<description>I can see the future, acid rain and mushroom clouds, ferrell creatures and melting skinhomes of rubble and ashes with barbecues of human flesh; and we are rotting from withinI can see the future, blocking out the sun belonging to the flies, and l welcome the sense of freedom, not a fetish or s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/2123415/</link>
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			<title>Addiction anxiety and the hidden genius</title>
			<description>My struggles and how i cope</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/2118780/</link>
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			<title>Addiction anxiety and the hidden genius</title>
			<description>A book about addiction and social anxiety; and how to cope</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/2118779/</link>
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			<title>a broken mind </title>
			<description>Break!!! These chains engulf me, my mind achesTake!!! This innocence, its rotten - forsaked Embrace!!!This hate and own its full weightImpose their will - blackened heart Tear my sanity - This plummeting abyss is ironic zamblanity - Trapped and skewered in my own mindMy own personal ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/2108750/</link>
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			<title>comfort pain</title>
			<description>A beam of light shines through, i gaze at the twirling smoke &amp;amp; dust.We've been stuck here waiting, for as long as i say life.With no glimmer of hope, trapped in perpetual nightBut I see her now, just past arms reach,she is in my sight - fine and obtainable.But she cant see me, though i'm sure sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/2029467/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Out of the dark we come to the light, from the light we shall return to the dark!!!A glimmer of hope, a blink of an eye. Eternally perplexing, bane on an empty mind. Lonely, red is shifting - but here I am at rest. I long to see the colour blue rush towards my eyes. Why does kindness make me shy? </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1961323/</link>
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			<title>Window Pain</title>
			<description>Glaring through the windows of pain -My reflection.Frozen in time life passes me by -But in death time has no direction.Fire and affection - my affection burned like fire. Wild and roaring,  but fuel will run out in the end,  it always does - it never gets old - sat here, burnt out, and lone..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1947781/</link>
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			<title>My anxiety</title>
			<description>I suffer from anxiety.. still, to this day. But it's not as bad now as it was a few years ago; and today I was reminiscing what it was like to be in the middle of a full blown panic attack at its peak. For me, it was like (for the sake of describing this) &quot;locked-in syndrome&quot;. Obviously not literall..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1946329/</link>
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			<title>A product of sex and violence</title>
			<description>I've joined this site for opinions, i do not care what, i just want feed back... opinions!!!
Yet getting 60 views with not 1 review .. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1946303/</link>
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			<title>This is crap.... have a read anyway</title>
			<description>A smirk upona man&amp;rsquo;s face,His friendhad relapsed.A cockychuckle of a woman,Her colleaguewas sackedWe alldesire to be wealthy,But yetdetest the richWe want togo to heavenBut yetafraid to dieLife speedsus by, like it is in fast forward They la..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1946091/</link>
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			<title>Subtle signs</title>
			<description>Subtle signssilently flash in my mindAvatars bowin the heads of mankindViciousthoughts hinder warm gentle handsEavesdrop ongod&amp;rsquo;s right hand manMine is togive, mine is to dieEchoing onthe tides of time&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1945550/</link>
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			<title>ignorance is bliss</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Silently screaming souls swinging fromthe ceiling.Demons spoon feeding them life&amp;rsquo;s meaning,Sugar coated and bubble wrapped.Flickering lights and flashbacks,Everything and everyone looks andtastes the same,Pointing their long dirty fingers of bl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1945541/</link>
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			<title>Shadows Rise</title>
			<description>When shadows rise!!&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I sense the shadows rise.Manifesting demonic eyes strolltowards me with arms wide.A sickness shifts within my soul likechanging tides when dark resides where i confide, A relentless twitch, butI&amp;rsquo;ll survive; an empty gaze up to the sky...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1945209/</link>
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			<title>My lonely? </title>
			<description>I've joined this site for opinions, i do not care what, i just want feed back... opinions!!!
Say its s**t if you think so... but dont .. ok if u must... but i'll kill you.. slowly
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1945208/</link>
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			<title>Poisoned Soul</title>
			<description>Poisoned Soul&amp;nbsp;The poison in my veins is flowingfast,The more I take the less it lasts.Familiar ghosts of future&amp;rsquo;s past,Burning flags of half mast.Vivid dreams of all the same,My disorder said I&amp;rsquo;m sane.There&amp;rsquo;s a sickness in my soul,A person..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1945205/</link>
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			<title>Confidence Dwindling </title>
			<description>Feeling of my life.. Battling drug addiction..
I've joined this site for opinions, i do not care what, i just want feed back... opinions!!!
Say its s**t if you think so, just say something!!  
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/whispered-sin/1945198/</link>
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