http://slow.writerscafe.org/franmuses The original writings of author freespirited en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776071475 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Smile!!!-They say.How can I in the face of the utmost dread of the inner depths of my soul.In the face of a poised dagger, skillfully placed.In the face of a man-eater ready to rip me to shreds if I but dare, to think, to move.In the face of a nozzle ready to shred the tiny integrity left .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/franmuses/396493/ Death has a way of coming to us in a way we don't often suspect.Today we are alive, we are laughing.Tomorrow we wilt into a shadow of gloom.We wash ouselves of the dust that settled yesterday.yet we remain dead.Dead to the world.Dead to our fantasies.Dead to our dreams.Dead.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/franmuses/335534/ Enslaved by a fear I let consume my heart,I speak to the wind in a hushed tone."Sway me toward the river,Toward a journey into the unknown".Life becomes to me but a noun,Death becomes for me a solace.Such peace I have never known. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/franmuses/332709/ She was always locked indoors.Her fate bound to walls and doors,Until he came and made her smile. She woke with dreams in hers eyes,Opportunities on her hands,And maternity in her womb. Six times she woke,Six times she watered her soul with tearsSix times she swallowed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/franmuses/329792/ Lost in the rain,I feel the drops of anguish on my face.Beads of sweat trying to trace my fear of losing myself. Pelting down it bruises my skin,To categorize the mood I am in;As I walk the road to nowhereI hope I'll end up in a place that I'll be happy in. It t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/franmuses/329786/ Ever wonder what ingenuity spent,That carved man out of clay?Put within him a heart and mindBut made him to trust and obey.Choices given to this pile of dirt,Could either save or kill.But all that's fair-to the maker at least-Is subjection to his will.Oh mortal, pushed and shoved aro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/franmuses/329041/