http://slow.writerscafe.org/pvalcarcel The original writings of author P en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033881 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I’m the man who dwells in secrecy,- no one would know because perception is realityand he feeds society what they wish to see,but at home where it’s most quiet the mind rattles with insanityin dreams, it’s always an episode of you and methe best version of ourselves livin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/2097748/ It was all inside my head, the toxic thoughts which hindered -my soul exhausted, my physical form was noticeably witheredthe curse of insecurity, uncertainty, and a life in disarray my strength begins to dissipate, the mind misbehavestime to disconnect but life has rendered me to work withou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/2054373/ I’ll be your boy, you’ll be my girlWe can get lost and I’ll take your hand,spin and a twirl.We’ll take the day, make it ours,lose ourselves and laugh for hours.We can dance at a beach, late at night -sing together, cheerfully untunedfeet in the sand as we gaze i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/2053812/ Someone who you loved who is now a stranger. Need I say more? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1980049/ You see age is just a numberand just because the cookie crumblesdoesn't mean you fall or stumble.You move forward and no matter what you do;don't fumble your purpose or lose yourself to someone's ideologyof what you're suppose to look like on the surface.You might have heard thisbut life goes o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1975126/ This pain is a prison, I'm stuck in a cellI remember way back when, I use keep my heart in a shell.I trusted someone before you,but that trust was misplaced.I thought it couldn't get worstand now I find myself running in place.I know you're gone but I could still feel you,and if I li.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1973328/ The heart is heavy,most days seem bleak and it’s hard to keep steadya month has past, I want to say I’m readybut I would be lying, I have to keep on pushing forwardI can love from afar and maybe someday hold her hand againWe’ll catch up, rekindle, and make amends or maybe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1965266/ It started with a smile.When those lips parted upright, I couldn’t help but to smile in returnI could never be serious, the conversations we'd have -during the latest hours at night despite being delirious.Your friends would speak wrong of me but you still believed in something only yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1963251/ I’m still here,sitting in complete darkness, reflecting, recollecting the memoriesDespair would have me swallowed,Those I thought were friends unveiled to be frenemiesand now this heart that pumps weakly grows more hollowThey tell me to stop thinking about you,but I have 7 years an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962726/ When I close my eyes, it is you I seebut when I open them, you're nowhere to be seenI claw my way out of this dream,because in this dream, I read a text that said you love meWith haste, I rush to my phone,I take a deep breath to relieve a wrenching heartMy fingers brushed through my hair,upset, beat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962323/ Share my pain? You can't handle my pain, I'm sick, maybe even a little insane. In the head, not in the slightest, but in the heart, tortured, buried, and frozen; and I can't even fight it. The love we had, I cherished. F*!k love, now its perished.It's ironic how a single woman could e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962322/ Jesus Christ was whipped by leather lashes that opened the skin onhis back,slow bleeding, gradually losing the grasp for air so God can forgive the mortalas each strike landed with a loud snap.But how could this be any worse than an honest homeless man begging for scrapson an urban street .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962321/ Last night I prayed to the God I hope exist,I say hope because sin presented itself and I couldn't resist.And to hope in God, sin must remain,Otherwise life without hope is a life in vain.But if I'm judged based off mere innocence and ignorance,Then why was God bestowed with power to punish for bein.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962317/ It's not the same, let me tell you why.Sexy is derived from lust, the want to fornicate and push aside.Unclean, superficially worried about image and perception,seeking attention and once received act deceptive as if it weren't the original intention.Sexy is unoriginal but sweet to the eye.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962304/ I stand at God’s right, divine-winged rebel,Ordered to roam Earth, these prophecies are not incidental,I sing the word of good despite the Devil’s overpopulated kettle.Purifying the lost through miracle and speech,The following of God would grow as the Devil grew weak,When the Sun woke a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962301/ I saw, I observed thepain,I was only 5But no adult had to explain,I knew it was for real this time,I knew my life would change.The infidelities could not be forgiving,I saw it with my own two innocent eyes.No respect,No regard for the children,Through your teeth, you spoke only lies... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962298/ I was inspired to write a short story after a recent breakup and rediscovering a quote I loved by T. Zbikowksi. I've never written a short story before but this one carries a lot of meaning for me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pvalcarcel/1962293/