http://slow.writerscafe.org/happysad The original writings of author HappySad en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776092364 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Am I a type of crime? I have seen more than most and now I notice how it’s all benign. No matter what we do. Do we make a difference? Is there a system? Are we alive or just doing time?  I’ve done battle, followed the rest into a pen, prodded just like cattle. Fired a gun,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2030455/ Imagination...our dreams.A flying fire breathing dragon. A world of conceptualrealizations, the things we see. Voodoo in a nature of a minds lost construct. Broken barriers anda time of losing one’s self-emancipation.  Where do you go when you lose a time of self-mader.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2030443/ A New Kind of Love.My heart opens wide.There’s no defense, no pretense, I’m selfless, I’m helpless.Only you have seen what’s inside.I bared it, I’ve shared it, I can only do my best, I try.A new kind of Love. A helpless dove. This time I will not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2021261/ Through friends we found each other. Within a short while webecame inseparable in the best kind of way. We’d escape and would loseourselves in conversations for days.  It wasmonths like this before we went out on a date. It barely felt like we neededit. Our friendship was endless.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2021254/ Short Story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2021217/ I was sad and a tear fell from me.It dropped and fed a seed.My water helped create a healthy sapling.The mighty pine made a home and  kept away the breeze.The coniferous became old and rotted from within.When it fell, I cried again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2020944/ I smile when I’m happy and sad.It’s wrong to hide my true emotions. It’s only right to be a shining ray of light.It’s easy to raise my face when my mind is bright, but whenit’s darker.I have to hide myself by painting on a grin with a permanentmarker... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2020924/ Nothing Special http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2020090/ A continuation from the Great Hemingway's saddest six words. A friend of mine lost her baby and is in constant pain from a tragic autoimmune disease. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019760/ For those who know how it feels to be too hard on themselves. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019752/ Breaking down a self made barrier. Disliking the unnecessary destruction. Rebuilding the brick walls. Dealing with my constant self induction. I know this living turntable never trips. But it being a broken record, only makes it scarie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019484/ We met and I stumbled http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019472/ You are a Cane. Standing proudly in the corner of my room.Your head is held high knowing that our are worth something to this world.Sturdy as can be.  You  are here to help me,  Hold me and Bring me from point A to B.Still to this day it saddens meKnowing that I ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019456/ Cleaning up with humor. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019452/ I warned you not to f**k with me. I said I’d set my firefree.  I fought to fight my demons away. I tried my best to keep them at bay. I didn’t know what I was capable of. Before the fight came, there wasnothing but love. God, I tried my best.But at your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/happysad/2019280/