http://slow.writerscafe.org/SilverTearRusted The original writings of author SilverTearRusted en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775529368 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sometimes I'm a little brokenSometimes I'm a little lostSometimes I hear you say "I'm Sorry"When sometimes I know you're really not Sometimes I lie awake achingSometimes from pleasure... sometimes from painSometimes all we are just isn't enoughWhen sometimes I know you feel the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/1127825/ hollow, hollow whisperslosing memories of oldspilling dangerously awayinto the bitter, bitter coldhollow, hollow desirewaiting to be claimedopen arms outstretching slowlyafraid of bitter, bitter disdainhollow, hollow angermisaligned values behind my eyesbleeding tears bearing witnessto bitter, bitte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/1001509/ Silent willows whisper as moonlight falls with quiet calm. Nature, I think to myself, must be the color of my soul. For in it, I am at peace. All I abhor leaves my tortured heart and a light erupts to emanate from the sky.I am real... I am an entity of nature. I am the sun and the moon... the wind a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884625/ I'm in a haze, dazed... feeling like I should blaze into the unknown as I spit this flow... inspired by fire, and the brutality of the beautifully sick mind that is the enigma of my day. I am alive in this death of a certain kind, that leaves me wanton, yet numb to the pain inside. I bleed crim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884611/ I want to be free not to breed in this sickness and desireSeduced by the light, let down by the fireOpen wounds from the edge of the razor I cry outWill anyone hear me if I start to just shoutStand up and be counted in this game we call lifeBreed or don't breed, just lay down the verbal knifeI can't.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884610/ Enemy, I see you standing at the crossroads, just not sure which way to go... you stumble then rise up, you fall but never give up. I've got mad respect for the perseverance in those limbs, laying lame as a consequence of sin. Unable to move in the shadows of my eyes, because I no longer see yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884608/ There are days when nothing seems right and I wish the world would just melt away.  In those moments, I will lay silently still and think of the way that it feels to be surrounded by arms I know will never let me go.  My eyes are closed, but I see you smile as your breath so hot against my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884607/ Shattered... memories, dreamsA childhood masked in promiseA bittersweet release I am nothing more than shards of glassBut when I put myself back togetherIt's a distorted shell at bestYet somewhere in the sliversPricking painfully at my soulAre the tear drops of wanton loveI was never able to le.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884605/ "I don't want to fall," he said with honest eyes and she tried hard not to smile, knowing he already had."I'm broken," she said with honest eyes and he tried hard not to want to fix her.But the honesty is too much. Every moment they spend together, changing what the become... what they were always m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884603/ Ironic, yet fitting, in this day and ageChildren killing children, cold-blooded, insaneLost souls, lost races, no identity, no facesTaking refuge in sinful, corrupted dark placesNo shining light left up on this earthWe look to the heavens for a little self-worthMisaligned values held in contemptDrai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884589/ Who are you to pretend to beWalking in my shoesTo know anything about meBut if you're that hell bentYou can take the latter half my teensLive a week on the floor of concrete cellPretend you're alrightPretend somebody caresThen pick up your dignity and try to comprehendHow you ended up here... here a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/884565/ Where have the days passed by without you? In a flash oflight, time was suspended into the heavens. In that moment, I knew pure loveunlike any upon this earth. But like all creatures, I have sinned. Mytransgression against the most precious of souls to touch my life is as italways has been. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SilverTearRusted/883885/